AAwuroshi'ye poetry

Monday, March 30, 2020

We move

From the top of Our heads
To the souls of Our feet
We've been utterly ripped
Our hearts pierced
Our spirits fierce
Tit for tat

Yet, 
If We cannot fly, We run
If We cannot run, We walk
If We cannot walk, We crawl
For by all means, We move

We're AAwuroshi'ye
Sardauna the first
Second to no one 

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