Aug 172012
Oh artist,
I see your unwanted pencil
Busy on portraits
Finished and framed.
See what your lines
Have made of her
That was that turned necks
On unwilling pivots!
And some have erased,
Time and again,
But your pencil, O artist,
Cares not for the desire of man.
Please, I beg of you,
Let not your pencil come near
Until the sunset of no dawn
Shall come for me.
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Amin
So even @nicolebassey doesn’t want the hand of the artist? I thought it was only moi!
Amen too
So na pray una come to pray here @magic?
Anybody wey see this feat pix, read this Artist , no pray… na atheist . #bam.
Ha ha ,,,see as believers dey fear the hand of time…Even my own personal sweetheart @nicolebassey.
Issokay. Amen for me too.
LOL.
What are you lolling about @kaycee…speak out now or…..!