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almost there but…..

Like mirage oh justice,
Like rain in the desert,
Like pregnancy to the barren,
Like freedom to the fugitive,
Almost there but not yet.

My peace strangled,
My hopes are strangled,
Unfairness looms around me,
Everyone fighting to see,
The light by himself,
But almost there but yet.

Who bewitched you Justice,
Not found on roads and courts,
Not found in churches and mosques,
In the house of the poor or the rich,
Who can find you justice,
Almost there but yet.

I rest my case here justice,
Without you I find no peace,
Without you my dreams are dead,
And my children will not see you,
And the whole world will not find you.

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Seed Time and Harvest Time

Seed and harvest time forever,

Plant thorns and reap them in plenty,

Plant fruits and reap them in plenty,

Plant very little and reap very little,

Plant in plenty and reap in plenty,

Choose what you plant today,

For it will determine your harvest,

Seed time and harvest,

Endure forever.

In That Tongue

With that tongue my son,

You can plant a seed,

You can nurture a seedling,

You can reap a harvest.

With that tongue,

You can love,

You can soothe,

You can comfort,

With the same tongue,

You can bless,

You can curse,

You can kill,

With the same tongue,

You can create your world

And also destroy it.

Tears Not For Years

Stop crying my child,

Unending pain will end,

The darkness that you are in will end,

There is hope for you, Tears are not for years.

Stop crying my child,

When you remember the wishes of your father,

And the prayer of your mother, There is hope for you,

Tears are not for years.

Stop crying my child,

When you remember your pair of shoes,

That were taken by your step sister,

There is hope for you, Tears are not for years.

Stop crying my child,

When you remember your books,

That you left for school fees,

There is hope for you,

Tears are not for years.

Stop crying my child,

When you remember your house,

That had all that you needed, There is hope for you,

Tears are not for years.

Stop crying my child,

When you remember Adhola your friend,

Who left you for a better one,

God will bring you another one,

Tears are not for years.

Your father is your maker,

The almighty is your provider,

The his love is your comforter,

His strength is your strength,

Tears are not for years.

For a poor child..

Will miss you my friend,

Your memories on my mind lingers,

Painful groans in my heart,

I miss your flowered words,

Filled with gloom breaking jokes,

Now gone you are no more,

Cant imagine how its gonna be without you,

I feel pain as a friend,

What of your loving children ?

And what of your loving wife ?

They are grieved,

But have no choice,

Than tell you to rest in peace.