By Wenne Madyt Dengs
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Never weep on my tomb
You laughed and weep at once
You had time that you weep tears of joy
I am the tears that you shed
The saliva that you swallow
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Never weep on my tomb
I have not seen the reason I died
My children are dying of poverty
The nation is infested with deadly maladies
With embarrassing infrastructural structure
I couldn’t breath!
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Never weep on my tomb
You are rusty being
You can’t think about us
Those who gave up the ghost
I am seeing you moving
From one place to another
Looking for cure
And you don’t want to build!
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Never weep on my tomb
You just cry cheering tears
Your mouth is open to engulf my riches
I made you to be who you are;
Though I perished
I deceased in white clothes
My offspring are floating on the street