night has taken me
dreams of tomorrow
those lovely scenes
gone beneath ground
rivers turn shallow
littered with rocks
leafless bamboo stand
firm to coming storm
why, word i can muster
i look back i could cry
a grass shoot bravely
pointing to eastern sun
a new hope for this land
rain a welcome blessing
come, ease their thirst
tears dripping my cheeks
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Manonton, such a splendid write......................10+++++++++++++++++++