In the dim light and fading shadows
A child of noble use is but born
A mother to the nations of glory
One embraced by thorns
A woman washed in hot streams bringing together hearts torn
In the dim light and fading shadows
Her love like the nile flows northwards watering dry hearts
Her eyes bright as the sun rise from the East of Africa
Shining upon souls of men
In the dim light and fading shadows
A voice shouting arise! Arise woman!
Life giver!
Bearer of the nine months struggle
Have ye not known your strength and fame?
And thy name that is sung across oceans and jungles green?
In the dim light and fading shadows
Her light stands on a lonely hill,
Like a star in the galaxies,
She cries as she gives birth to love
That cures the curse that blindeth man.
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