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January 12, 2017  BY ELIZABETH A. KAINE                                    

                                                         Fearless Heart

Oh my creator

Have mercy on our land

When will the toil of the day begun

That your people may weep no more

How long will this last!

Before our liberty

A year has passed by

But yet it seems like yesterday

Oh my   land!

If we cry toughly of our torments

What heart will listen to our clumsy voices?

Sad complaining voices of beggars

How can the sons of the soil that are born of   this land

Sit in a cage and sing

Our children have  been polluted

Who see nothing of what they have made