REVENGE | Poetry by Sulola Imran Abiola

For everything 
That has been collected 
I wish I got it back
Even if it means my last breath

My soul will walk miles 
Without smiles 
To dish out pangs 
On the evil gangs. 

My whip will break 
The night silence 
And spread news 
Like that of pestilence.

My whispers will deafen 
Their ears and
Heighten their fears 
For many years. 

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