Chol Abraham Clei Poems

Just a twinkle of light, a little more breeze and a deep breathe.
Yes! I long for hope,
ill-nurtured and abandoned young.
In the fields of opulence where greed dominates
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Arise, oh shredded nation, Reform oh motherland.
How I beseech your affection, oh! , How I long to die in your arms. Or kill for your sake

My sunken heart swirl low, in a rheumatic pain of hustle in the dazzle of your beauty.
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The ugly thing, unlike the workmanship of God
I wonder if our forefathers knew about it, abnormal of insects or birds of our time

Her rumbling fart reverberates the earth,
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Our mystic engineer set the road, but the Messiah missed the call
And that took the toll, and still the claque cherished
and gained
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