Koffi B Sossou

Gangsters use it to commit murder and regret after
Never can you control your sense when you hold a bottle
Arouses in you, a spirit of a dramatic battle
Sober up to become a patriotic fighter
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Why couldn't English be easy?
Even the great poet Edwards complained about it
Why couldn't English be easy?
[He] could be she
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And I wonder why
I still wonder why so many Richard Corys?
Pure and happy soul they may say;
Wealthy and privileged they sing
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Travelers
Nobody knows where it started from.
All are assumptions, but enough to convince the mankind.
Travelers, Travelers, we are all travelers.
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I woke up this morning with rays of sunlight through my window
As I was going to work,
There was no tall building to block the sunshine
The wonderful rays penetrated my skin
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And a day in summer, Colin and I decided to go for a hike
He drove me through the lovely wooded roads until we reached the park
We went down the hills and back to wee
We looked at the map and found the way to the trail
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Peace, who are you, where are you?
My grandpa fought in World War I and II
In search of Peace
The war was over
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They were all looking forward to my birth on Monday
But my time hadn't come yet
So on, my mother suffered
Through pain, and uneasiness
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Je veux être le cheval qui laisse des traces remarquables au passage
L'heureuse peste au cœur de l'humanité sans ravage
Le soleil ravissant sur le toit du gentil et du méchant
La merveilleuse lune qui éclaire les horizons au couchant
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I know you're mad at me
But I want to confess something to you
I didn't throw away our apple
I kept it in the hollow of my soul.
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The Wind blows
The Tree bows
The leaves sweep the floor.
But as of now... it grows.
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What greater word is left to say
Than this sincere, resounding "Thank You"?
To all the souls I met along the way,
Whose generous spirits saw me through.
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It was the evening I drove to Stephen's.
The sky was bruised and cloudy,
And the coldness in Whidbey grew wilder and wilder
And I drove my CX-5 to Stephen's
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The day Yabor ceased to be,
She was slim, slightly tall—
A grace of calm and beauty.
She stood among us that Saturday,
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Shelter, food, electricity
Hospital, roads, education
Happiness, freedom
Peace
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You were deathly ill and grew bonier and bonier
Almost deaf and dumb, and could only mime
and I thought it was a dream
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How does it feel to be home
After years away from your dome
How does it feel to see your loved ones again
The warmth of their hugs, the softness of their kisses,
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And one day in the twilight of summer,
When the sun's brightness will remain but little,
You will sit on the top of the hill,
in the beautiful voiceless green woods
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I praise your bitterness

Father of suicide
I celebrate your cruelty
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Your love flows through my soul
Towards eternity
Like the Pacific ocean
From North to South
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