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75 John (For my cousin brother, John) Though it is good to be written and read When you join the line to ancestors It is even better to be written and read When your body and spirit still hold on to each other For the good It encourages For the bad It teaches Over to you John For the works of your own hands And the revealed thoughts of your own spirit Far be that you Strangled with distance My mind searches unceasingly Soul searching For the spring of your works Good works With your works I am convinced when the adage goes: ‘Teachers are born not bred’ To us all You are a teacher who was born not bred For those of us who follow you Your works never tire 76 To yield Hope Success And happiness When I learnt of the news Breaking news! That they have stolen away your partner Your eye at work – Nyemu All our gourds were torn Asunder To émigré the hidden waters – tears Until when We cannot tell For the gourds are perennial But cry not brother Cry not without hope For every event has a reason for its cause Your good works Her good works Your everlasting wonderful lessons Her everlasting wonderful lessons They were all seeds sown on the fertile land One day is one day They will sprout – emerge And grow To replace the cemetery of hopelessness that the devil has sown Deep in the labyrinth of your heart [3.142.196.27] Project MUSE (2024-04-25 07:04 GMT) 77 My message Small but great Let hope flourishes forever in you For what was stolen from you shall be replaced When the time comes ...

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