between two types of love, both of them strong and complete.


In the smoky lights of Bassey's salon
Clara sits, permed hair, beauty and Channel
Talking of Africa, rights, her second PhD
Yet I drifted away to village taverns
To Nene, under the warm sooted thatch
Plaited hair, laughter, her simple charm
And agonied, for my heart couldn't choose

Poetry by richard ugbede ali
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Written on 2007-03-30 at 18:12

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