The Song Of Tomorrow, by Lawrence Mathebula
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The mortals have to learn
Of their home and man-
Kind who revolving laps
Of life all on a map
Of fate we travel in
Steps forth we are going
Together not astray
Pretoria, day to day.
Life is rot'ry, a wheel
Goes up and down, it be,
Winning and victors fortunes,
Loss and victim misfortunes.
But the time is fair-
Ly distributing a share,
Dusk to dawn, and tomorrow
Long shade and shadow follows. |
Posted: 2018-11-07 10:50:41 UTC |
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