First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST

GAINING - Ubonabasi Ekpo Gaining my freedom from poverty Is like gaining my health to wealth Breaking the spirit of idleness In my heart was promise flaming Just as the shining coral of gold Gaining my freedom from death Was the disaster I could not control? Claiming my life back to eternity Is still the boredom of loneliness? Just as the barren land of famine Gaining my freedom from terrorism Was the moment the girls were captured? Changing the political dreams to conflict Which was the joy of parenthood Just as setting the captives free Gaining my freedom from xenophobia Was my greatest regret of hatred? Failing my promises of patriotism Which was the misfortune of death? Just as the scavengers of greatness Gaining my freedom to marriage Was the heritage of unborn generations? Dating the mysteries of immorality In an unknown territory of waste Just as the genetics of king Solomon Gaining my freedom from diseases Was the worst thing I ever committed? Faking my skin to varnishing spores In the circuit of incurable syndrome Just as facing the consequences of it Gaining my freedom from the Dead Sea Was the border of unloosed waves? Splashing the streams to revenge As dawning of a mermaid quest Just as the stories of folk tales Gaining my freedom from sin Was the sacrifice I made to love? Flashing my past to the present Ubonabasi Ekpo 66

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