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The fingerprint of life Sounded very good, And the flash of death Appeared very dim, Yet the sparrow led me To the mighty stream That has no source, Yes, the appearance of the Stream was very good, Yet she came around With her immaculate *** Yes, she was in a flabby Kente cloth which looked very dense, Yet she came around With her pleasant beacon, Ah, look again, This mighty tree has no roots The shadow that can quench The darts of the true enemy, Has created a new wave of love, See how I have grown to read Between her apron white teeth, For her bark looked black, Because white was not yet beautiful, This story must be told, Oh yes, she must be known By the ancestors and the Gods, She is indeed the true Likeness and image of Kabutuwaa, Stir straight down the valley And observe how beautiful Her emperor Majesty of Ethiopia is, Indeed, Montewab , She that bears The eternal edible fruits of Africa Is the fir of life, Now that I have found Empress Berhan Mogasa, I am assuaged to rain against drought. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 7:03 AM UTC
EMPRESS BERHAN MOGASA
The fingerprint of life Sounded very good, And the flash of death Appeared very dim, Yet the sparrow led me To the mighty stream That has no source, Yes, the appearance of the Stream was very good, Yet she came around With her immaculate *** Yes, she was in a flabby Kente cloth which looked very dense, Yet she came around With her pleasant beacon, Ah, look again, This mighty tree has no roots The shadow that can quench The darts of the true enemy, Has created a new wave of love, See how I have grown to read Between her apron white teeth, For her bark looked black, Because white was not yet beautiful, This story must be told, Oh yes, she must be known By the ancestors and the Gods, She is indeed the true Likeness and image of Kabutuwaa, Stir straight down the valley And observe how beautiful Her emperor Majesty of Ethiopia is, Indeed, Montewab , She that bears The eternal edible fruits of Africa Is the fir of life, Now that I have found Empress Berhan Mogasa, I am assuaged to rain against drought. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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