Still I Rise Poem by Alaghde Kelvin Terngu
Still I Rise
I tangle and tangle
to crave the lens in a ragging storm
i flip shrug knight
and withstand height
i gran douge
and restained torn
pitted to a flower peak
i refrained hollow in sharow of a broken mirror
hidden yet unseen
hodnobing in a splash quack
in quest a frossing toss alienied
undoubted though spurred to grit but frit
webbler squat sku glue
as the earth squabble in disguise.
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