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Home and hearth (for the wise children of Earth)

Tell me the secrets to your life, bushman Show me how to befriend the garish land Guide me through nature’s surviving devotion Teach me with dry eye that knows no ocean Lead me to hope in battlefields dead Limit the sweat drops that stroke my forehead Grace the cracked crevice of yesterday Turn them 'to valleys of knowledge at play Whisper to me the ancestral dream Wet each subtle contoured stream that smooth the plains of a timeous kingdom Nestle me against the bosom of freedom Forgive ignorance raised from infancy Respectfully remind me of bliss and harmony Make everything new, as it once was Shelter my prayers in shallow graves past Mark them with nourished droughts of fortune Symbolised by strength and wisdom in unison Synchronise peace through roots of your heart Celebrate remembrance through sticklers of art Let blood warmth that course through your veins Recycle this savage ‘til the end of days Navigate me to heaven hidden in the stars Simmetrically ripen my thought battlescars Understand and bleed into me as if earth Entwine and bear with me, oh ethnic since birth

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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