By
Ugonna Wachuku
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Day breaks in on us slowly.
Today's journey through life
will be full of riddles and
hope.
Life will surely bring new
suprises and strange shadows.
Shadows of this new day
will certainly accompany
us through inspiring village
paths and forests.
On our way to the farm,
new meaning to life will
be found.
Ancestral footprints will
be followed on our way to
plant hopeful crops for tthe
coming harvest.
Whether there will be a
harvest, we cannot tell.
The world have changed so
much since grandpa and
grandma were children
in the family.
Then, our ancestors could
smell good weather and
refreshing rain. Now, we
smell cyclones, nuclear
pollution and destructive
rain filled with the flaming
scent of this global warming.
Anyway, my friends, we are
headed for the farm:
We must plant our crops
for the coming harvest.
We have good hope for
humanity.
We have bountiful, fresh
dreams and love for human-
kind's survival.
Our dreams are real and
worthy enough to go round
the earth with love and
brotherhood.
Come, my love.
Come, mankind.
Share the dream
of my soul.
Cape of Good Hope
darling, share our
dream of a bountiful
new harvest and healing
for humanity.
Come, my friends.
Walk with us through
ancestral village paths
to the farm of hope
and love unchained.
Come, all of you
who will:
Walk
with
us,
this
new
day!
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