ah ah yea ah yea
ah yea ah yea
ah yea ah yea
Ayub Ogada
light breeze coming through an opening
before the dark sky
rest my face in the sounds
of peace
a marvelously round sound
voice
into the pores by way of
soul
homage
to the one's who live
beyond what they know
and express gentle
sway
power uninhibited by
moving coils
in the sand
ah ah yea
ah yea
ah yea
ah yea
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