The rainbow glimmers like marble stones,
But the earth in flood of tearful woe.
Valed mama's feet in accustomed graveyard.
The ashes of your earth filled the backyard.
Abiku the early morning dew
The afterglow mourning renews.
Abiku! listen to maternal soothing song
Before the midnight lamp, paternal folklores.
Alas, the rainbow is lured to rest.
Abiku, cast your vile sight behind,
For science has created new strength,
And to ages of darkness brought light.
I can see the science fingers on the sun
And foiling the sea depth; I've seen
The earth clutching your limped feet in history.
The black climes are now scientific.
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