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Heart jumping
Into my mouth
Floating on
Emotion's dry wells
I leapt with glee
Expecting to flee
When I beheld
A bright red pool
I thought it was oil
But it was blood
I thought it was oil
But this was blood
The other day
I sat beneath a tree
Joy in my mind,
I thought I was free
There in the shade,
Well past three
Looking up,
Far from the crowd
I beheld A bright red cloud
I thought it was oil
But it was blood
I thought it was oil
But this was blood
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Tears don't flow
When you are scarred
Dried tear bags
Polluted streams
Things are real
When found in dreams
I thought it was oil
But it was blood
I thought it was oil
But this was blood
The heavens opened
Above my head
Toasted dreams and a
Scrambled sky
I saw black holes
Burnt in the sky
And feared dreams
May burst like pie
I thought it was oil
But this was blood
I thought it was oil
But this was blood
Nnimmo Bassey, FoE
Nigeria
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