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A Poem: Tear Eye (Part 1 of the Tear Eye Series)






They said her eye don tear
She has seen too much
She has done too much
Her voice is the loudest now
Her steps the heaviest now



They say her eye has tear

Her  skin is leather
Her throat sore
She has shouted too much
Too tough, Too hard 



All the way around her head

Her eye don tear
No innocence any more
She does not do what she is to do
Ego oyibo has blinded her


Her eye has tear

Her hands are too hard 

Her back too bent
Her eye don tear
She prices too long
Mama haggler mama hustler
That is not how woman is meant to be
Tear eye every where


-YD-


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