Song Of The Sun Poem by Ibrahim Hydarah
Song Of The Sun
tell them my friend
tell them that they uselessly blow..
for they can't extngishe my lighht.
i'll keep on bright.
even the clouds, whenever they cover my face,
the winds of time will blow
and the will be dispeled.
i won't be stilled.
tell them they without me are blind.
tell them to be kind to me, a i'm kind..
i burn for them..
never thy mind? ? ? !
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May 2009
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