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Dance, dance!
With the muse of Africa;
Tap, tap!
With the rhythm of Africa;
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In nineteen hundred forty-nine
China was won by Mao Tse-tung
Chiang Kai Shek's army ran away
They were waiting there in Thailand yesterday
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This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
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Here is a coast; here is a harbor;
here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery:
impractically shaped and--who knows?--self-pitying mountains,
sad and harsh beneath their frivolous greenery,
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AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore,
As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, and the dead
that return no more,
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The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as a vulture hovers over a carcass, until he reached a beautiful lake surrounded by magnificent marble statuary.
He sat there pondering the water which poured from the mouths of the statues like thoughts flowing freely from a lover's imagination, and contemplating heavily his palace which stood upon a knoll like a birth-mark upon the cheek of a maiden. His fancy revealed to him the pages of his life's drama which he read with falling tears that veiled his eyes and prevented him from viewing man's feeble additions to Nature.
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Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound:
The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds.
His voice is a sharp sword slicing and thrusting everywhere,
It darts like lightening - no knowing where it will go when.
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Christmas is come and every hearth
Makes room to give him welcome now
E'en want will dry its tears in mirth
And crown him wi' a holly bough
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In my room, I talk
to my invisible guests:
they do not argue, but wait
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The great Chinese dragon which is the greatest dragon in all the
world and which once upon a time was towed across the
Pacific by a crew of coolies rowing in an open boat—was
the first real live dragon ever actually to reach these shores
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AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
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I WAS looking a long while for a clue to the history of the past for
myself, and for these chants--and now I have found it;
It is not in those paged fables in the libraries, (them I neither
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Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best,
With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest,
What ails thee hang thy head, and cross thine arms,
And sit i' the dust to sigh these sad alarms?
What deluge of new woes thus over-whelm
The glories of thy ever famous Realm?
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Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
Hath not old customs make this life more sweet
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Genius is not a generous thing
In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover
And it resents fame
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At the outset I may mention it's my sovereign intention
To revive the classic memories of Athens at its best,
For my company possesses all the necessary dresses,
And a course of quiet cramming will supply us with the rest.
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What is common in us?
We live differently
Religion is different
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It opens, the gate to the garden
with the docility of a page
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Christmass is come and every hearth
Makes room to give him welcome now
Een want will dry its tears in mirth
And crown him wi a holly bough
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From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done
In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale,
Whom Arthur and his knighthood called The Pure,
Had passed into the silent life of prayer,
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Akoth's daughter Shantel is quite a belle
African engagement customs are where she fell
Her heart is afire, her love is true
But the customs of her land are quite a few
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India is my country,
Big and vast.
It has its diversity,
With distinct customs from the past.
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Hijab row
Let girls breathe in the open air
they are born free like their male counterparts but enslaved in the
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There are love and hate
There are tears and smiles
There are rich and poor
There are poverty and prosperity
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Protect name and customs
Sunday, .21st Nov 2021
Dig your roots
and shoot the controversy
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Protect name and customs
Sunday, .21st Nov 2021
Dig your roots
and shoot the controversy
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The drought has destroyed everything, all around.
The sun has now melted and flown on the ground.
All that's left is the bare sky, which burns really hot.
From the wells, all the buckets draw black mud a lot.
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Love to remain in my sanctioned limit,
I shall live and die in this blue sphere,
Beautiful and amazing I truly love it,
The illusion is truthful and it's sincere.
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Wake up to whats important in your life
The weight of the world is too much
You see soo much unfairness its not right
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My memory-Air force
Thursday,8th October 2020
It dates back to the year 1966
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