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THE HALF_ DEAD MOTHER
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THE HALF_DEAD MOTHER BY/HAMZA.M.ALHASSAN*
O that good land Of forest and desert With desert and forest Narrate to that Nile Of fine poetic eye How can most of your Innocent sons and children Upon this divine sun-rise Of birth and life In bliss and joy Utter and say they Are part of you While to the shock and Surprise of your Nile O kind mild mother Of country and land They look and eye At each other by That savage red eye Of malice and down Only oh you mother Of Sudan and country Alive to shroud and drown At that sunless land Of death and demise Where that fine sun Of truth and light Does glitter and rise Through all of the time Of puzzle and mystery . ******* POET FROM ATBARA LIVES IN YEMEN
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