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by Henry Ekwuruke, Nigeria Aug 1, 2007
Environment   Poetry

  

Life claimed to become more abundant
In the dread of the night a language erupted
It felt real and I lost my breath
People lived together with peoples

Here we are dancing naked within the search-lights
Call me the unbelievable, let me believe
Almost killed myself for carelessness
Late nights had mercy on the merciful

Here exists the unity bondage of love
Man loved man and woman loved woman
Different cultures, different religions
Different ideologies crack for all understanding

It feels good here but reminds me later
Of the promise of Abraham, the faithful partner
It was a nightmare but real story untold
One people speaking one language of love

I dare not define the environment in lack
Shortfalls my expression of the formulae
Expect more because the song is yours to sing
The home of my dream in reality is home near Niger





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Henry Ekwuruke is Executive Director of the Development Generation Africa International.
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My Perspective
Henry Ekwuruke | Aug 1st, 2007
Rich in cultural heritage!

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