• Verse #3

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    The days bring us
    New political season
    Am struggling to understand
    I trust the dialectics, like simple
    Aspects of cold and heat
    Of love and struggles
    Of summer and rains
    Would give way to the raging
    Storms of political configuration
    A tapestry of ideas
    Of war and peace, and
    No one can still and silence
    The people’s songs of freedom
    We will see the skies red
    Who can climb the sky walls
    And repaint to stop its blazing red?

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