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i see new niger coming

& i see the clouds smiling beside my war-fed clan they come, wearing some new garments behind the flood-gates the forlorn gates of old niger’s maidens clean shaven are the elders now clean’d of just yesterday’s beards elderhood is gone! siting on mat aweful are their looks they see nothing of this new new moon coming to the homeland oh, niger!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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