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Ugonna Wachuku  

Now that the drums are silent;
now that the stars are shinning;
now that my love breathes with
new freshness from the waterfall;   

now that your searching soul has
risen so high to kiss the ripe
lips of my being; now that the
birds are singing you a soothing
song; now that life has planted
sweet smelling roses in the
garden of your soul; now that
the nightingale is whispering
your name to heaven's love;  

now that your beauty has brought
brilliant bounties to my being;
now that your love will outlive
the monuments of stone; now that
you will take me to that glorious
garden in the land of your birth:   

darling, beauty from heaven,
beauty of the caring soul,
just make it alright.
Make it alright for you and
for me.

Make it alright for humanity.

Make it alright till our love
builds this dying world anew.  

Let flowers, trees, forests,
streams and oceans bloom.
Make it alright for you and
for me.

Make it

alright for

humanity!