The rise of the bright star ? is yet born a king ? and;
The faces of men express endless joy .
The ? Earth spines on its axis to give another year.
Years pass by come the struggle of man
Fought endless wars to stand undefeated.Won others and lost others.
The rainstorms of another years seasons bring cold to ambitioned heroes
Shivering ? like the birds of the earth without a care taker.
For how long shall we carry our hands on our head ?
Ooh mother of Africa ?.,why look at your children in misery, weeping over our sad faces ?
Watching from the cardinals of the earth.Our hopes get faded like the eroded ground.
When could this storm be over for Heaven to open.
I know there is still hope for the dying king and the cut down .? tree............
Author. abaah.(polishable)
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