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Anthony Edmond John

Saliency has gathered this Much Strength

The Ocean has faced that city of Rebirth...
The winds have foirced their way through clouds and rain...
Blue has become Plain white...
Twice My Strength...
Once My Foresight...
All our fault..whose slight...
Saliency has gathered this much strength...
Selah!

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Ahoy! Sidi Mahtrow's Lines at Liege for The Sage..Selah!

Anthony Edmond John
Passed this way, anon.
With paper poised to receive
The imprint that he did give.
His pencil fast and sure
As he wrote to assure
That the future will know
That he did bestow
Thoughts about his 'quail'
Who some may think quite frail,
But no, she was a living caring thing
That brought life to him for one more fling.

Good health to Anthony Edmond John
And to his future daughter's or son(s) .

By Sidi Mahtrow...

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I Must Have Linked These Two Worlds

Maybe I have Linked two worlds that stood apart...
I who the Spirits Honoured with that Grey Strand...
Some Wine Stands and an Excellent Memory Bank...
Rhymns sweet as those Words from This Band Stand...
Words That Move Feets Like Our Very Own Highlife Live Band...
What then brought about Those Visions of England Becoming a Communist State...
Maybe a Miraged Illusion...
In Whose school of thought or at whose induction...
Bach I have gleaned from the Black and White of your Piano...
This Orchestra is Truelly Large, But What I cherish Most are those Sonorious Sopranos...
I have Picked up Quail and Ink unto these pages that Blink...
I Believe Abeokuta Cannot Save your Conscience that Stinks...
My Subconscious is Awake its filled with Fire that Kicks...
If Da Vinchi is not My Mentor them Why do I See through His Eye Balls that Swirls...
Life is a School...It is also a WhirlPool.

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