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Èwọ(TABOO) !

Prose and Poetry

Èwọ(TABOO) !

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Fallen Angel,
Heed not the call of thy father,
Engulfed in the love of flesh,
She was worth betraying my father for,
Or so I thought,
The devil apprehended her,
Death: the messenger,
Her star-like eyes never gazed upon our son,
Our son: a nephilim,
A nephilim and a fallen angel,
A timed existence,
Bloody tears rolling off the shards of my eyes,
With my son’s lifeless body in my arms,
A forbidden tradegy.

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WRITTEN BY: MARIAM ALAYANDE (IG: ma.temi)
ARTWORK BY: ADEFISAYO BADMUS (IG: sir_purely)

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Mariam Alayande

Mariam Alayande is a writer and poet. She started writing at the age of 9. Some of her articles have been published in a couple of magazines and books and is increasingly gaining more recognition.

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