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Norah Bolubatolu Ratu

Abstract

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Norah Bolubatolu Ratu

Abstract

The colour of the heart

The colour of the heart

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The lips may say it loves

But the actions speak otherwise

The eyes turn the other way 

Yet the lips speaks love


So to please so many 

The words move with the feet

But when alone the colours shine

Two strangers under one roof


Why force out the words

When the heart hates to the bones

Pretence build no bridges

But a drain forever will reign


Hatred kills

It's in its self a killing machine

Within it's a burning flame 

That will soon bring down the building


Though hidden from all eyes

It soon pops up in life

Enemies for many till death

A killer disease in this world today



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