Like ants
Drummers cluster around
Rotten beads of sugery beasts
Their drummsticks land on band
...
Once again
We heard drumbeats on our roofs
Our heart lit with drops of happiness
For our land, gushing sizzling wind
...
When i move
I move in vineyard
Covered by dews of her smiles
...
When sea water
No longer break the flames
Of burning reeds
I know for sure
...
Their days weren't without whips
They traul through trails of travails
Climbing life with broken veins
They sipped their
...
Even though my tongue is tongueless
My fingers would clap their lips
To hum this songs of my tears
...
I would have risen
With a millon men
Matched with arms of lenght
To quench it flame
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