beam on a radiant face
Clouds like mountains
slowly they penetrate
Words like fertile tiny seeds
sprout out great oaks of hope
Assurance like indelible signs
the dark clouds soon to roll
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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