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Africa Flute.
Our soul feels the tune of the
Africa flute as it dance it way
through the gentle wind, this
sweet melody supassed our
sorrowfull moments, so hands
gloryfy the full moon, in it we
trust. Tonight we merry with our
gods, so the death are at peace,
through our moves we intorxicate
and communicate with them, their
laughter out sound our voices so the
future is bright. We are the children
of the full moon, and the tune of this
flute made us Africans, and Africa is
our religion..
poem
by
Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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