THE REIGN OF A NATION
By John Fox
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Wind blows west, wind blows south
Trees sway back and forth
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All is amiss, all is in mess
The sun has fallen off the horizon
Like rain, cometh the reign of a nation
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Dusty cometh the summer
In the hearts arises anger
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Clouds shift lazily across the skyline
The fools dine, on table with wine
Dark dirks double the din of dirge
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The nation led astray to astral,
Is building a new castle
Like rain, cometh the reign of a nation.
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Among fools the power is shared
Behind their hearts, hope is buried
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Heroes come and go whenever
But the nation stays forever
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The wounded will of war,
Will light lives like lignite no more
The people power propells prominently
Like rain, cometh the reign of a nation.
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John Fox (John Garang Ayak); student in Nakuru, Kenya. The poet can be reach at his email johngarang60@yahoo.com
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