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Yesterday we cried, we wept for the loss of peace 
Last night, we both mourned the demise of tranquility 
We yearned in futility for that quietude 
That made our spirits flutter 
We bemoaned the annihilation of that calmness 
That gave life to our souls 
We clustered, finding solace in each other 
Looking up to the skies for console and comfort 
Finding nothing but the glitter of the stars 
And the half smile of the moon 
As right down at us it starred 
Offering nothing but its shiny and piercing light 

Amadi, yesterday you heard it first 
You singled out the sound of the gong 
Amidst the cacophony of juggling and music and noise 
You told me that you hear the gong sounding 
You held my head still to make me hear
But like the woodpecker, I refused to listen, 
I let my revelry drown my sense of listening 

Last night, that time when we snuggled up together 
When we turned to each other for security none could provide 
When joy burned low like the embers of half-charred coal
I swore I'll find my eyes even in the darkness 
I vowed to wake the sleeping sun 
To make it shine again for you and for me 

Amadi, listen, I hear that gong sounding again 
It's not the same with yesterday 
This morning, it sounds with gaiety 
Encompassed by the serenity that yesterday was beclouded by anxiety 
Yesterday, when the gong sounded, 
It bore the echo of uncertainty and the fear of the unknown 
Today, it sounds again heralding the onset of hope 
And ushering the light of a fresh dawn

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