Mirage

She was a mirage
She adorned herself
With gold and trinkets of hubris
Bestowed upon herself magic
Call forth chaos only seen and forgotten
Whispered words only heard by evil
Enticed the damned and
Devoured souls consumed by her malice

All in the name of
The path charted by destiny
Only if her actions were hers alone
But hers was one
Filled with a need for freedom
But nonetheless she
Was still a mirage

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Y.H.Ohikwo

Yunusa Ohikwo is a Writer/Storyteller with a B. A in Theatre and Performing Arts, ever since he was a kid, Yunusa wanted to write Books and Stories that would entertain his audience genuinely.

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