Antelope stands ever watchful
As red earth brings forth red fire
Redeeming scorched land
Black smoke thwart blue skies
Brings hope to strong
Grants mercy to weak
And writes tales of a New Time
Black ashes turns white into red soil
As highborn sun rises
People of the land keeps chewing
Red dust to red clay
Building blocks for a New Future
Grayborn thinkers, mighty ones
Sounds of words
Sounds of visions
Visions that raises with the Upgoing Wind
As sun changes yellow to red to black
From hills to vallyes Silence Decent
(At safari in Northern Benin, December 2012)
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