(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Like A Battle-Axe

You are covered with the multitude of the waves of love,
And you are now like a battle-axe with your lover!
But your strength has now failed and you've become like a woman.

Men and women,
Old and young;
The vapours ascended from the ends of the earth,
And like Ararat, Minni and Ashkenaz.

The time of the harvest is near nad,
You are like the swarm of locusts!
But reach out to the needy and help the poor.

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