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PITY
Like an acolyte
Sitting hunch-back, head bowed;
Lotus position, heads on knees
Myself a pity
That within self tries
Pitying my pity
Should have asked the mind
To go to sleep
And never, never to wake up
Till the pitying pities have
Arranged themselves for a ready
And arranged confrontation
For now I am a pity
That within self tries
Pitying my pity.
Aminu M. Hussain
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