AFRICA DREAM
In hunger's bloat and nagging pain,
the tropic heat and burning rain,
in sight of all the world that cries,
where hope is dead or soon it dies,
their fight is for an ounce of grain.
Death takes the innocents it finds,
and leaves a blanking of the minds,
they dare not love for love is dead,
deep in their hearts they cry instead,
but these are tears of other kinds.
All empty tears, and shackled by
what hope there is; it's but to die;
before another bloody dawn,
and forced to know that life goes on,
but no one's there to tell them why.
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YOU'VE COME TO ME
You've come to me, out from the time of in between
the midnight dark and where first morning light is seen,
in all the wildest dreams of me
I never thought such love could be,
but now love takes me places I have never been;
you've come to me, from dreams that only love can know
and taken me to places only love can go,
although I thought love couldn't be
so swift and sure--you were for me;
and made my life reveal things only love can show.
you've come to me, when least I was expecting you
then made my heart believe some things it never knew,
and then you took the love of me
the love I thought could never be,
and made my life a joy, as only love can do.
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