It all began
In december 2001
When i got born
To an African woman.
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The evening breeze from high descends
And brings up feelings of peace and change
The trees all dance and inevitably bends
Despite the height, the size or age.
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Forever i stand
When whirl wind comes
With a scary sound
That bangs like bombs.
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I took a stroll
On a lonely street
So calm and cool
Cause it was night.
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The dark dungeon
is a tearful home
where light is gone
and no freedom.
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Common are dreams and thoughts
In minds of many mere men
Thoughts of satisfaction and gain
Corrupts our well made brain.
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Tiny, minute, small in size
Low and calm but
Low and calm but important
Little-headed, young but wise
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