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I have seen more than I should see
I have heard more than I should hear
I have felt more than I should feel
And I have tasted more than I should taste
The afternoon is just winding down
And the leaves are turning brown
Is it autumn or summer?
 I just can’t figure out this weather
It is summer I suppose because 
I can feel the scorching heat 
dancing under my feet
The trees are standing still
And they are obeying God’s will
The wind is not blowing
And not one leave is moving
They are taking their afternoon nap
Before they complete the final lap
The truck horn is screaming over the bus horn
The motor cycle is racing down the street
Exhibiting a terrible sound
And the noisy traffic on the street 
is penetrating my heart beat 
The drilling sound from the woodwork shop
And the men’s idle chatter is upsetting me
I am still standing strong
Waiting for you to come along
The night has fallen quickly
And the rhythm has change suddenly
I can see the anxiety in your eyes
Even though you have already won the race
It is the joy I feel when I look at you
And the courage that runs through my vein
when I think about you 
I am convinced that you are going to get a big breakthrough
More than forty years of sorrows and many days of horror
How much longer do I have to wait to break the iron gate?
I can feel the bosom of hope knocking on my door
And the power of patience is asking for more
The time has come when you must leave
And break through this bombastic heat,
The heavens declared it and no man can control it
You will start a new life with me
The mountain will sing praises 
And the valley will celebrate with a new song
The days of pledges remember us
And the world of cages gathers around us, 
Smiling at the philandering destiny
And the prophecy that will bind us in unity
I am waiting patiently to hear the word
The word that everyone long to hear
A bright light shines through the cracked door
Illuminating the entire room, 
And an angel came to deliver the word 
She was singing a beautiful hymn
That brought comfort within 
Day breaks and the sun rises
And we walked through the iron door
I glanced at the night star a thousand miles away
I saw him sitting in his cell
He had a stern look on his face
And he knew that it was the final end
He glanced at me siting in the high chair
And said
 “thank you for the courage you planted in me”
He looked at me and he looked at her
 and held down his head, 
And so it was that the greatest power on earth
came to an abrupt end.
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