Emmanuel George Cefai
We too there inside
Here or there inside
Whether on plains or inside just
As caged birds
Always have a heart
And so long
As it beats our tongues
Voices and thoughts
And verse and chants.
Be like night birds
Oft and by large prefer
At night to sleep
In our hearts
Even if so sleep
There the Sub-Conscious beats
With the Sub-Conscious have
Of all of us
Our dreams our ideas our deeds
Our thoughts and more
Civilization to all peoples addressed.
What is more of the root to human race?
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