London Called
I heard your call everywhere
I adored your beauty from afar
I thirst for your embrace
Your all encapsulates my heart
But barred by the thorny lenthy passage
But then I sojourned at dusk
London called...
I heed
Your Majesty ma'am!
My one-time dream has become real
Oh your milk and honey are fresh
Fattening my silk and flesh
I'v divorced my glittering slum
Into the arms of the London bliss in sum
Gosh!
The tap tap intercedes at dawn
Cutting my London fairytale
And back to my nay-nation
Where I be-long
poem by Robinson Jonathan Dare
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