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BEHIND MUD WALLS

In Adeyipo Village, I dwell,
A young village girl, this tale I will tell.
Kufi 1, Olorunda Aba, Igbo Elerin, they surround,
Where hidden lives and dreams are found.

With love’s sweet whispers in the air,
I dream of a future, love to share.
But fears grip my heart, like the night’s embrace,
Will love be kind, or a painful chase?

In Olorunda, hope blooms like flowers,
I yearn for brighter days and golden hours.
With each dawn, my dreams take flight,
Guided by faith, through day and night.

Behind mud walls, my hear has desire,
To rise above, like a soaring spire.
Though trials may come, I won’t back down,
I willl rise like the sun in Olorunda town.

In Igbo Elerin, secrets are kept,
My dreams, my fears, silently wept.
Yet, through it all, hope will survive,
A beacon of light, forever alive.

This young village girl, in love and strife,
Longs to break free, reach a new life.
Behind mud walls, a spirit stands tall,
In Adeyipo Village, I will conquer all.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

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By Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

I live to write; I write for a living. Because I breath words in and out, everything I pen down must be epic!

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