I was thinking of you Poemhunter
about your director like the general Grant
continues its sea voyage in storm and thunder
gathering black men and animals, watching for land,
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This Little Corner
I was thinking of you Poemhunter
about your director like the general Grant
continues its sea voyage in storm and thunder
gathering black men and animals, watching for land,
I wonder how the old ship continues to go on
in the middle of big waves and sea tempests
I hope for you to find your dear singing sons
and to continue your route always to west.