kemurl fofanah

From the mouth of asmara
To the ears of praia
I see a soul
From the desert of tunis
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Now i know your sorrow

Now i know why from your eyes river flow.
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each night now stands to blush in parallel display

as I guard it while awaiting your natal day
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Crazy is the tip of my finger

Crazy is my new name to my brother
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Hello africa are you still sleeping
Don’t you know that your God has brought another morning
Your brothers had cross the river already
And yet you are still not ready
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If there is no poverty around
Then no rich man will ever be found
If peace have a clear vision
Then war will never be an option
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Hello miss lady
Are you the woman called Ibi
Well this melancholic praise is for you
An angel had inspired me to delivered it to you
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The writer's coming home
To embrace his beloved
After the long battle in euros chest
Rattling with comrades
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we are still in the womb
swimming in the filthy fluid of corruption
we are still in the womb
battling to cut the umbilical cord of pollution
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I have a scare
It so grate that the effort of eminent elite is proving bizzare and rearched to my illing tendencies
My good seeds are not producing a copy of their owne again
Instead they are busy looting my strength
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Ooo! ! ! you young infants of the stolen land
Be strong, you are the seeds of the sand
Rain of missiles showered you every day
the world watch as if it is a comic play
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I have searched the content of prominent knowledge
But none of their words suite your soul for me to pledge
I have dug the works of shakespear
But none of his rhymes will described your beauty my dear
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Blood oozing out from nose, mouth and ear
Fever gripping souls burning hearts with fear
Intestines constantly rejecting whatever substance consume
Militantly ejecting feces like brute fume
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Human beings are nothing but a collection of days

Every passing seconds, our body dies into another faze
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Dear my beloved brother
I just want to let you that i've become a terrorists
You see they had pushed me too hard now
My back is breaking, cracking the innocent wall
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Out in the vastness of the open air

We smell your freshness on the dawn of November
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As im about to pen down this little piece of words, my hands are nervous, my eyes had literally swollen with emotional tears, my whole body seems to losses it balance only my head seems focus but it too keep going in and out of consciousness.
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Tears dripping down my chicks like rain
My mouth dumb and swell with sounds of sorrowful strain
My whole body shiver as if caught by 1000 watt current
My soul burns in and out of me, killing my strength
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From infinite darkness we finally see you there

At first we hide your presence because we see you far
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