The Broken Flute
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by Sunday Eyitayo Michael
finish long ago self. (Grabs TAYO) make we go.
TAYO. (Hugs SEGUN) greet everyone for me.
A sorrowful nor tune is heard from the background.
TAYO. Now, I understand why Baba keeps talking honesty. The cat I wanted to fit in the bag refused to enter. Now Baba honesty pays and Am here to suffer. A scar that will never leave me, till the day I vanish from this planet, to where only God knows.
BLACK OUT.
THE END