will you pass through to me
or pass me by
the night is come
alone i can not run
at the other side patiently
i lay to wait restlessly
for my angel my dearest
will she come...?
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a source of reechoing an integral part of the African tradition, belief and way of life, merging it with the changing currents of this world and the African view on the here after through the means of poetry recitals and writings.
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