One thing must I do dear me
To quench my pride and cool my feet
For I have set my face as a flint
To run this race
It's African race
Like Waters of River Nile
So is like my blood flowing in my dark skin
The change I desire
The visions I see
Tis too is African race
It's a spark that ignites fire
Warmth of African loins where life resides
It's not a race of warships
Nor a convoy of rockets to the space
It's a race of purity and serenity on our land
Not by a mistake not by a luck
It's by a divine order of My Maker
To set my right foot on starting block
A heartbeat! Du!Du!Du!
Encryption of my heart: You win we win.
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beautiful! dear Poet
I share your desire:
'To quench my pride and cool my feet
For I have set my face as a flint
To run this race
It's African race
Like Waters of River Nile
So is like my blood flowing in my dark skin
The change I desire
The visions I see'
Thanks so much LB
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