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beyond rhythm of sorrow
Beyond mountains and valleys.
Beyond great seas and rivers.
Beyond the distance of imaginations,
stood endless walls of stress and
struggle.
In clutches of failures I lift my weak
voice in songs of praise.
It could have been worse but life was speared.
I have reached the peak of crisis.
I am afraid there is no where higher to go.
I have touched the bottom there is no
where deeper down to go.
I have given up to wind of music and
melodies of sweet songs in rejuvenation
of my mind, soul and body.
We have gone beyond bounds of hardship.
We have gone beyond bounds of sorrows.
We have run out of tears of sadness and
self pity.
We have grown sick of songs of sorrow.
We have long crossed rivers of solitude
to sing new songs of joy.
We sing and dance in gratitude for life.
Beyond rhythm of sorrow we celebrate our
past and present in anticipation of a better
tomorrow.
Chidi Okoye © 1998
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