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War of time
Battle of ages
Marked with ruin
Destined to dance
African face
Lit night
Milk cheeks
He stands alone
We watch
He rises
Our following eyes
Decline under the weight
Fire breathing
Everyone gazing
Shadow creeps
Faces ablaze
Swing jive
Bow jostle
Stomp stomp
Feel the earth shake
Watch the grass burn
Saliva dripping
Down all chins
A baby is born
We all stand
Our rocks still warm
Rattle little man
Move with the wind
Head back
Left right
Up down
We are still here
Captivated
All is in hush
Arms fall
Baby flailing
Commotion
Then
Silence