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36 Canonise the stride for vengeance And set the pace of drawn brows. So, Now, and now, Chest-pound and shout Great sons and daughters Of Bongo Square, The boundary stone of patient wait Must be put in place To sprout the venom of revolution In veiled Virgins of timing minutes. False Friends Once he slit the godhead With a carving knife, But once he was called To join the looters, Budgets rolled, Castles rose and ladies fell, And cheeks filled up And chins grew double, He hailed the godhead Solomon incarnate. Brother? Brother we are so different, So different in location and history, So different in height and bulk, So different in thought and tongue. ...

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