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53 HINDSIGHT ON TOMORROW MY PEOPLE! On a million and one belying faces Could be seen The surface of woes Smeared With laughter Then Weird dreams – shunning sleep to stick to my wakefulness – Of hunter soldiers Crossing the Mfoundi To the lair on the seventh hill There To muffle a lion’s roars And the wild was rid At long last Of its dread-predation INTERMENT II Today The end of days Of national mourning in a palm grove: No more keening at the riverside: Us; moaning suppliants at the foot Of freedom liquefied to a tidal flow Today ...

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