LOOK AT ME...CHILD
Look up to the sun
The stars and moon of the sky
Let the breeze feel the smoothness
Of your pretty visage..
Dry your tears...Of all the years
You can only have the sunshine after the rain
Run through the forest as you used to
Retrace your footprints...
Seek that silver needle
That you lost in the dark
Ears on the ground...To hear the stampede of the hopeful kind
Don't listen to the old song.... That old echo that's calling out for you
Dance to the angels tune of glory...
That of Michael...
Look at you....Look at me
At us...Smile again...
Adhiambo Agoro
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