From night to day,
Sorrow to peace,
Pride to courtesy,
Hatred to love
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Often I have swept the floor, the veranda, the yard
And all the passages of the house.
I don't know whether as dedication or devotion
The rough hand of the housewife has,
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The more my heart tries
To forget you, Dove,
The More my heart cries
To get your love.
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How many lives I live!
To son-daughters I give
Love, affection, kindness,
Teaching, shelter, fine dress.
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When, like cancer, people fear war and death
As a rat fears a cat;
When people detest war and death
Like a dead rotten rat that spreads intolerable bad smell
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Those who stretched out their chests
Like lions in front of the guns
Are now the kings of highways.
Those who died helplessly
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No control we have and no power.
Like the branches of a tree in storm, our
Lives are here run
In darkness of the night and in the sun.
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