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FOR WOLE SOYINKA Wet wood in blazing hearth, Erudition will not burn In the flames Of untutored tongues- Yet it may dance to their stuttered tunes. My heart-drum beats Its solitary accompaniment To my humble tone- I sing for One with a voice so deep And pure- Let him dance, o, let him hear! Hallowed voice will not dissolve. Air rises From rebornable leaves To quicken the resolves Of many more- Consecrated black That whips away the dark. See! It rouses new ones: New voices That are but echoes Of the old, bold, ever-vibrant voice. And though the mouth Must someday be closed, The life it has breathed Will linger still; Till all the traders, beggars And thieves have gone Their various ways To their various homes. And this market closes Her silenced gates. |
Can somebody explain something to me? Is secession only possible through strife? Cos I really think we should let these people go. I believe it will take away nothing except mutual disrespect. Let us allow them to work toward realising their full yellow sun. |
FOR WOLE SOYINKA Wet wood in blazing hearth, Erudition will not burn In the flames Of untutored tongues- Yet it may dance to their stuttered tunes. My heart-drum beats Its solitary accompaniment To my humble tone- I sing for One with a voice so deep And pure- Let him dance, o, let him hear! Hallowed voice will not dissolve. Air rises From rebornable leaves To quicken the resolves Of many more- Consecrated black That whips away the dark. See! It rouses new ones: New voices That are but echoes Of the old, bold, ever-vibrant voice. And though the mouth Must someday be closed, The life it has breathed Will linger still; Till all the traders, beggars And thieves have gone Their various ways To their various homes. And this market closes Her silenced gates. |
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