you cant know me without the poetry
you cant see me without the art
you cant understand me without the music
when you are nice they say it is bad
when you are wicked they say it is evil
when you are being yourself
they call you strange, weird and crazy
when you are like everybody else
they say you don't have a mind of your own
the world can never be satisfied
so do whatever makes you happy
his love for her was wide and deep
but her love for him didn't exist
Banji Coker
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