O! For that leaf in the mighty boundless sea!
In a world larger than its soul will ever be
On that deep, wild, and silence sea
The soul so lonely drift aimlessly free!
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Everyday i see city dust rise up high
Mixed with smoke of different hues
I see torrent rain fall from the sky
Mingling with our tears, we have no clues
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Beauty is not a name, for often
Heros and villians are samely known
Beauty is not in purple linen woven
Nor engraved in a golden crown
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Some say he was hit by a moving train
On the track were his blood and brain
Some say they saw him yesterday
Or maybe an apparition looking so pale and grey
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The god laments:
Ewuru! Ewuru! You have uncovered my nakedness!
You have thrown sand upon my banquet
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'The chain starts with me'
I have a dream, a vision
Of a better and happier nation
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Does it hurt so bad
So much to make you mad?
Does it rip your heart apart
So that your strenght depart?
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For Passion, know me anew
like that sprout that taste the dew
And momentarily kiss the sunshine
on her first day to dine
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If from loving lips i profess thus
Real is love that doth possess us
Yet what is real in love i cannot tell
Or what love's hue means ill or well
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Where have all those laughters gone?
Where is the splendour of the morn sun?
Where are those dreams we share?
Those blissful smiles are no longer here
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