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For your cultures are now seen around us,And like the Red Devils in the land of your muse.Blues, use, bus, be, sub, sue, us;Of the fake doctors and the fake lovers!And like the bones scattered at the mouths of the graves,But among the rocks i will sit and watch your steps.

Hinges,Assumptions,Literary interpretations!I need your muse and i came looking for you,But you were locked up as a prisoner of love.

For the mighty River Zambezi and the Victoria Falls are part of us.Come and learn about the traditional life style of the Africans,For my name is Boakye and i came from Ghana.I have more stories to for you as well and,Your visit will know the humanities and the identities too;For the mountains of the broken…

But your is now at rest with peace and care;And be very wise and watch your steps in this world,For not all that glitters is gold.

For the dead around me are like water being spilled on the ground,And i don’t have enough space to walk around freely.

But she kept growing and never looked back.There was a day that i made love to this woman and,She kept smiling and never looked back;For i never knew that she was very lonely.She cried for love and i satisfied her,But after some time she went back into the thin air!She never called back and she…