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Maya Angelou
- January 29, 2021
- Posted by: Huguette Eliane Ndounkeu
- Category: Evaluation
Each of you a bordered country,
Delicate and strangely made proud,
Yet thrusting perpetually under siege.
Your armed struggles for profit
Have left collars of waste upon
My shore, currents of debris upon my breast.
Yet, today I call you to my riverside,
If you will study war no more.
Come, clad in peace and I will sing the songs
The Creator gave to me when I
And the tree and stone were one.
Just blow me away, this is awesome!♥️