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Humanity calls
How sweet are the words of a wise man!
How powerful are the words a great man utter!
The influence of a celebrity what great a tsunami can compare.
I'm just a nobody in this board of game;
I have no silver to lost with my lose,
I'm not a song more less than a radio,
and I'm okay to chorus like a Cicada.
For I hear not a voice nor a cry,
of some traveller who love my woods.
I will buzz loud and louder
until someone shuts me up
and sing the trees a good old song.
My tunes aren't a vocal note,
but I can't tolerate silence.
I have ears and listen at times,
to some melodious voice but not a tape.
Who's the traveller that hears me buzz?
Where's the traveller that pass me by?
Sing me the song I love to hear
Sing the trees some lullaby to sleep.
Be the traveller the flowers doth bloom,
Be the traveller the nature longs,
Be the traveller I love to see.
© phenry abonmai
How powerful are the words a great man utter!
The influence of a celebrity what great a tsunami can compare.
I'm just a nobody in this board of game;
I have no silver to lost with my lose,
I'm not a song more less than a radio,
and I'm okay to chorus like a Cicada.
For I hear not a voice nor a cry,
of some traveller who love my woods.
I will buzz loud and louder
until someone shuts me up
and sing the trees a good old song.
My tunes aren't a vocal note,
but I can't tolerate silence.
I have ears and listen at times,
to some melodious voice but not a tape.
Who's the traveller that hears me buzz?
Where's the traveller that pass me by?
Sing me the song I love to hear
Sing the trees some lullaby to sleep.
Be the traveller the flowers doth bloom,
Be the traveller the nature longs,
Be the traveller I love to see.
© phenry abonmai
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