Mont Kenya

Trying to defeat it,I recicle my sorrow,
hearing your beat. yesterday or tomorrow!

Creator or deliver who says the eternal rest
like a deceiver, the hutrter-wound dust!

This coaled draw for a wanton "mauldit" elf.
is a dreary saw, made for blind myself!

I´m sad, all is black, screaming loud -I love you-
trident of my stuck, the srtident loud of you!

I can´t keep safe in this land of thousand cave
this land is a life, Kenya, Kenia my love!

Love, my Earth, land or paradise,
Africa, my art, my strambotic rise!

I writing you, whit the best I can make and do!
Whit sadless, bloodles and poems, poems for you!

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