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Bonface the Bleeding ink poet
Before i vow
I have lived in horrific moments lately, I cant help but dread for love and marriage For the stranger in my homestead like a robber Or the enormous sacrifice before I make up my mind, Before i travel on a gravelled-road—i sing, I sing for the fear that has struck my spine For the spirit that has frozen my soul What is my question before i vow?