We have long hope but life is too short,
Every moment we are just making flirt!
We pretend that we are never going to die,
We readily forget our future, must feel shy!
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It's almost impossible to show,
The shadows:
Blue
White
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Autumn in Sudan has started last April
Spring soul wonders of rare weather
There and here, Sudan Bamboo dance
African styles, colors, fires, and poems
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a violet rose
The whole tree is a violet rose
That's what I saw years ago
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She did not catch the hidden moon last month
Cloudy sky over there over her lovely bright eyes
She gazed and gazed then said it's all right
With hope next month shall see you we wait
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Why should I blush that Fortune's frown
Dooms me life's humble paths to tread?
To live unheeded, and unknown?
To sink forgotten to the dead?
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The waters hissed, the waters rose,
The Fisherman alongside,
Quietly gazing at his rod,
Cool at heart, inside.
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