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The stillness of night
Strife with epics of revolution
arrest their minds- they that persevere
Thoughts become best companions
in the greyness of isolated time-
the urge, desire to sever
those ties that gulp the wine-
stale wine that shades reality
Pressure undulates like the hills
the pulse of what the people feel
When will they take to their heels?
The question roams free in hearts-
the people seek better parts
of a history untold
for oppression has become gold
It wrangles its feet round its lover
together, they scream and sweat
organic reactions of peak nature
And a sweet romantic dinner
the colonialists smile- it seems forever.
