Like this (from the workings of Sarah Ibanga)
It's like this
so quickly we miss
what things we try to remember
the things we have forgotten
and so I look on over the lives of those age has forgotten
and remember the times that they could not speak - could only hope
and could only dream
could only take actions for their posterity
And like this I look over
heavenward with hope and with love
as I see the sun illuminating everything around
and like this , I see that things are getting better
Yes. They are, evident as I mentally trace the lines of history to this present day.
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