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OUR LAND

We should have a land of sun,

Of gorgeous sun,

And a land of fragrant water

Where the twilight

Is a soft bandanna handkerchief

Of rose and gold,

And not this land where life is cold.

We should have a land of trees,

Of tall thick trees

Bowed down with chattering parrots

Brilliant as the day,

And not this land where birds are grey.

Ah, we should have a land of joy,

Of love and joy and wine and song,

And not this land were joy is wrong.

Oh, sweet away!

Ah, my beloved one, away!

– Langston Hughes