Though dying she still breathes
Live and prospers with tomorrow, her name
Prosperity singing at her corridors
Her heritage within her and intact
In her life tine she still works
suffering with abundance of rays of hope
People danced naked in her streets but never ashamed
Melon spread like spread-sheets with matters
Luring people to happiness her achievement
Here elephants still believe people
People cry and get consolation
Mothers and fathers and children commune
No divide as community spirit abound
Waiting for rebirth for her dream
Love is her name but hatred abound
What a presumable love that lives in irony
We watched her live within life and in harmony of nature
Refusing to die untimely and in crime
A people arose to bring good news!
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