Oh my soul
When can i see unity in my home?
When can my native lands be bold?
Working together lik d ants in d hole
They'v started
Making use of d gadget
D drum is set to be beaten
In d arena of d village square
Awaiting d pregnant cloud
'bout to deliver, fit fire fury
What is d dance step called?
Dat d little ant is to be crouched
And who can stop d drum from reaching d dance steps of d children?
Even in d peak of d elephant trump
Oh my soul
Where is my home?
Where is my native lands?
By
Solove solomon
Pluxtimer
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