A LETTER TO GOD

Dear God,
I have walked the streets and sang songs to you,
But for the first time all I hear is an echo,
The resounding voice of the children no longer met me at the town square
Even the early morning crow of the cock gradually fades
I wish to have heard the stories of the old man at the town’s market
And even the sound of the great fontonfrom drum….
The chatter of my kinsmen can no longer be heard at family meetings.
And this plague has eventually stolen our joy!
Restore this land, oh Lord, and bring back our peace….
For the darkness is gradually covering the earth!

By: Setor Abra Norgbe(Aby St. Claire)

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