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From the sands of Africa we kicked around

Bare feet we had no shoes we gave our hearts

We climbed to the top burning skills

Ready to show them off in another land

But today the stage is here

The crowd is out, the world is one

Vuvuzelas rush it’s time to blow

Live your dreams

Share the feel

The world is back home

It’s a joy one love for all

There’s time in the day we all pause

Every man to his source the show is on

That enemy,that roguish friend

Is the first you embrace

Every where today it’s all the same

So today the stage is here

The crowd is out the world is one

Vuvuzelas rush it’s time to blow

Live your dreams

Share the feel

The world is back home

It’s a joy one love for all

From the sands of Africa he kicked around

When it burned when it rained still he played

Through the sweat through the years he’s come right here

Ready to show the world around it’s home

Today the stage is here

The crowd is out the world is one

Vuvuzelas rush it’s time to blow

Live your dreams

Share the feel

The world is back home

It’s a joy one love for all.

Rake

Eyes as bright as sun gone blaze,

so the flame was when they met,

bliss as close as he could get,

love as pure as God could bless.

Then she came to love and care,

as she said she wouldn’t dare,

gave her heart and all her might,

so Rake could take and be her mate.

Rake had sailed his past behind,

but never would he trade his ace,

his was life of wave and wane,

and so he came to hurt his queen.

Calm as morning dew could be,

so she set to heal her soul,

and knowing he had wrecked her heart,

came and tried to make her buy.

Mighty Princess with a staff,

took her time to lay her rage,

with a lovelorn heart to heal,

such is life with poor old Rake.

Footprints of the Great Souls

Lift a hand,share a smile
ride with the butterfly that
rocks the sky.
Tiny flap,invisible caress,
careless whispers that bear dissent.
It is,and will be,that the self
comes above the rest,
but another placed in good stead
keeps pace with values that bind.

Spare a while,spur a thought,
walk in footprints that have led
the Great Souls,
for strength stretching from the code
of their hearts,
run through these wings that
bear might,
and common truth,
and so our hearts beat in rhyme,
in time with all that is
self,just and strong.

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