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Sixty years ago a flood came,
Shrink the Nile to elongate the Mississippi,
Kemet lost her Pharaohs,
Our freedom is clear with chains from wrists to ankles.

Uncertainty came with the tempest
Whom behind came a drought
Will it rain?
The skies are pregnant with clouds.

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A beautiful poem with mythic images and such an important message. We are slaves to food, to nature, these are natural, but when people enslave other people it is not the same and not right. The hope in the clouds at the end of the poem is a great ending. Hope is sometimes all that we have.

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