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23 Lamentation of the Hero’s Wife In forays of imagination In sojourns of solitude I wrestle all day, all night Always thinking of him My hero Our hero But unsung At your funeral Funeral of the unsung hero My departed lovely Loveall I heard stinging words I dare not speak I smelt scent I dare not smell I danced to the songs I dare not sing Only for the sake of your orphans Otherwise they wanted me to accompany your even to the ancestors I remember your song That lovely song to all ‘Justice the cause of my fight Love the cause of my fight Peace the cause of my fight And survival the cause of my fight’ Even though at that time Strife was the order of your day And treachery your daily bread Even together We had the song we sang as a family 24 But I dare not sing here For fear of the ears of the air And eyes of the trees That song Perhaps I will only sing The day I join the line And for now Let us only make merry There In the motherland of figmentation A free land for all Though with only one eye Like a tadpole I should remain vigilant of the fish eagle Like a rat I should remain vigilant of the cat My heart though a threadbare The whiff of you teasing me eternally Diffused in gray steaks of sorrow It befits not That I join the line now For in earnest I still need to fight For the peace you always preached The peace all your people very much longed ...

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