My cry is no longer new
My fear is now just few
My thought, I will gladly hew
Dismayed, I lack hearts on the pew
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I want to write a poem
But my poem lacks the voice to speak
It lacks sponsors for its beauty
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Awake! Thou country
To the heart of thy bride
"An ocean of peace to the sons of thy womb"
Grant unto us
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I will be the invisible whisperer
To caress your soul
At its feast with sorrow
I will do it for love
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I'm tired of this tradition
Which keeps me in bondage of sweat
And ties my neck
Like a cow led to the slaughter
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When I marry
I will not make my wife
A woman of the other room
I will keep my children in dark
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No Presido be laik dat Blak Washington
Wey slim laik paw-paw tri
In giv us praid
Bet no mek us praud
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Na modara be in second nem
In don tu pipo
No de tok egen
Som don bikom sef-med dumbs
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There are two plots of land
In my grandfather's vineyard
The best of his assets
That made him shed the blood of his skin
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I no go kol nems
Bet de plenti
For di biges West Afrikan kontri
Di kontri dia Oga de kol country kwantri
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