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"dada"
The spiritual child of the land,
the gifted child of the clan.
The child's eyes that sees beyond the roots of life.
Playing with your dread and bushy hair is like toying
with fire in a thatched hut.
Dada magic and mysterious child, reverence of all for
the fear of the unknown.
Dada, Dada! child of the soil.
Dada, Dada! Hope of the land.
Your tears fill mothers with fear.
Your joy is their celebration.
Dada you are the gifted child of the present,
the hopeful path to the past and the strength of the
future.
With your hair so weird and wild, that speaks of
Mother Nature.
Dada
© 2000, Chidi A. Okoye
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