Return Of The Exiled Poem by micheal udenyi

when with a prophetic eyes
i look into the future
through the mirror of shattered dreams
of men and women gone before

i see the horrors of war without end
the plight of children days without food
fate of innocent children in the battle field

with this prophetic eyes i see
nothing but a revolt
people from the north and south alike
and others from the west
to the east they flow

with songs of joy and trumph
ready to reap the fruit of their labour
a black nation with israelic promise
moving like flocks from north to east

a people so peculier in renewal and comebacks
for so many years they' ve waited
but i now see it happen
and all fingers that pointed at them were cut off

the exiled men now homeward returns
yea the field once sold was bought
deeds signed, sealed and witnessed
and all fearlessly to their tents did go

the exiled from distant lands did return
chasing off them that reached out thier hands for their inheritance
they rebuilt their ruined cities
and did plant vineyards and gardens

the eas became a well built city
knit together as a single unit
in five or fifty years to come
the eaternerns will eat of their crop and drink of their wine

and then they who lacked leadership confidence
will lead and not serve in their own land
but soon after this, the ethics of brotherhood and fellowship
will be swept under carpet by the desire to take hold of leadership.