The Two Songs Poem by Enoch Owusu Gyamfi
The Two Songs
This song is new and old,
Every heart sings with the soul,
This song wear faces smiles,
Welcome, baby welcome, baby welcome,
They sing and see you take your seat and grow.
This song waves slowly and lowly,
Living the eyes and soul bluried and worried,
Every heart sings in grieve,
Goodbye, brother goodbye, sister goodbye,
They sing and see you to your grave.
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