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Go tell the sun
That amidst its burn
I see its ray of hope
Giving me strength to cope

Go tell the moon
That I wish to swoon
So let her stay
While I turn and play

Go tell the stars
That they’re not far
And I will count
Them one by one

Go tell the sky
That though it’s high
I’ll exceed its limit
Till I see its summit

Go tell the breeze
That I will seize
It by its reins
And soar on its wings

Go tell the rain
That I won’t refrain
From doing what I ought
Even in its torrent

(c) Chukwudi I.