I should have written a letter
To you Mr. President. But time
And thought disagreed with me.
I had my pencil and piece of paper
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What would life be like
If the promises of forever
Like time or existence
Outlived our spoken words.
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NOT YET…
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It’s a century now
Since sand sucked blood
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I’ll write you a poem
Which will by the day remind you
That I’m still lurking around
As a good friend who’s always true
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When the mzungu came
With a sword in one hand
And the holy bible in the other
Asking our people in prayer to close eyes
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Looking back into the past
My life is a rain forest
A desert, bigger than the Sahara
And I, an almost lone sojourner
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