On The Warpath
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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On the warpath
Yet reason
Stirs
Still.
Organization
Still
Lurks
Minority percentage
Even
In the clouds flying
In the air
The spume on the rocks
The white-foaming
Mouth-waves
Thought meanders
Here and there
Snake
Of revolution
Not to be
Stopped.
Too late
Too late
Master Time and Evolution
Have taken over
Now.
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