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The broken clay
River cried to the clay
where have you been?
I have been longing for you
my strength has been exhausted waiting for you.
come oh! earrh, birds flying up in the sky come and listen.
whosoever have ear come and hear.

clay said to river replied the river, oh! river don't be mad at me.
I have been broken and shattered.
wind of life has blew me off.
can my pieces come together again to make whole? asked the clay.
River can you fill my bittered heart?


Oh! clay you can be whole again.
Your Potter is ready to accept you back, although scattered yet the Potter hands are not tired nor weary to mould you back.
Arise oh! brokem clay and go back to your Potter which is your creator
© Ifeoluwa Toyin