Under the warm brown waters of that ever busy bridge Stood thin bamboo sticks running down below They ran deep down the soft sea soil Bearing the homes of many above
He is at it again! Painting the realities of his world Making known the unknown Uprooting the evils sown
The waiting is still on I will watch and match till all is won My crawling knees will ache And my tender fingers quake
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