hope of twilight

from a wonderful night she came alive oh my country obscured in her gloomy might her love seemed so right the feign of her tattered story she bears the burden of Africa the reign of her battered glory her body abut and juxtaposed Madagascar I wish that I fly away from my path I might not stray from the start I was taught to pray my dreams to soar in beautiful array as the nation saddles in its own barrage lamentations of 56 years' blink I see on eagle's wings what victory brings the joy of 36 shining gold rings too bright to look at naming and counting one for each and when twilight was reach in plenteous joy and happiness to the people my heart outreach compensation for years lived in wood and ash

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