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"The day Hope died, It died on the street."
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'The Day Hope Died' by Omotayo Awoyemi

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The day Hope died,

It died on the street, it was

speared by the thorns of roses.

It’s soul ascended with the scent of the bloom

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To the dreaded gate of Jahannam, And

It’s condemned body laid on a damned earth,

In a pool of it’s own precious blood,

And nectar, which it’s been stealing

From the garden of an enticing future.

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Omotayo Awoyemi is a poet and regularly contributor to on poetry.wrr.ng

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