Samcilla Baakojr Poems

Father of my life
I commit myself to you
Gone are the days I decided without your help
but today I make you the author of my deeds
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Shall there be freedom for liberal thought?
No! The white man has all agencies bought
Perfume from Nature's rosy Hill Tops
Shall fall on us spiritual dew drops
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Please don't shoot me
I have done nothing wrong
I'm only going home
And I'll be there before long
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