Retelling a Troubadour’s Story

I traversed… Through the North of Nigeria Rushing through the forests that hid caves and great hills Watching the clouds and the sun sail with the fading day Evening took the cakes and made it sour And the bananas riped on the baking sun But the wind was lively, blowing fine dust and Gathering soot… Continue reading Retelling a Troubadour’s Story

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