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32 Keep me but a moment’s company, O Walker! Sitting In this centre of pain swirls And you’ll come to know What ease and what peace Is mine HIJACKED (DON’T TELL ME) Don’t tell me All you got from the Sorbonne Is how stealthily To take over This commuter train aboard which You and I were born; Terrorists with kleptomanic intent Don’t tell me That worsted know-how of yours Is all great Harvard ever gave For this slow-moving train to be hijacked; Train that left Nineteen Sixty Station for Hazy Morrows; Train aboard which You and I were born The longest handed of men I ever saw Don’t tell me All there was to bring back home from Ife Is but a big head, stuffed 33 With perversion enough to cause to derail Into the swamp of deprivation – this train Aboard which You and I were born Pick pocketing intelligentsia of the aeon Don’t tell me All UNIYAO churns out Is but a long-throated manner of men To loot, amid the shrill cries of helpless passengers, The rear wagon Of this train aboard which You and I were born Don’t tell me… DEFINITION To make anguish incendiary… To live to char in a fire of which Hell is but a simulacrum To fabricate from tinder your tribulation so the flesh could roast in flames of terracotta drabness To live to burn in an arson ...

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