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ON THE SOILS OF LIFE

On the soils of life are printed The deeds of the living and the dead Walking through I saw With admiration and despair The footprints of Prudence and Folly Who through persistence And diligence in action Have printed marks indelible

Going beyond the shores Like a journey without return They wondered amidst bright and pale flowers Knowing that destiny Like the gathering of clouds Has collected enough moisture And the rains are inevitable In the bank of their thoughts Are the reserves and the returns Of their toil on the soils of life

LOUIS SITSOFE HODEY, AUGUST 2011.