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I broke the stone that built the roads, my friend
And when through college my escape came
I was the first to that place they sent
So this telephone line
This school
This post office
This clinic
And a community council that pined for me and died
It was the way I paid them back
Netty Scarlett
Trevor Hylton
And the unsung heroes that believed
And walked the road with us
When we were rolling up our sleeves
And telling the authority if they agreed
Give us a little room and a little seed
I like to see things grow
We planted there our dream
Transforming the landscape
To accommodate civilization
They only had to water and to weed
To reap and claim forever
The fruits where our dream succeeded
You have added signpost to every road
But someone did not weed
The place is littered now with so many bad seeds
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The fruiting forest has faded fast
The sandy bars are submerged
The athletic prowess did not last
Night comes here like a dirge
On community and hope
Character tethers from a Judas rope
That will not break
Only salt can the sea harvest yields
And all the time the prophets templed silent brood
On shrines like houses decimating the wood
And time suddenly their hopes reversing
And fear crisscrosses the roads
The abandoned heart traverses

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