Ehie City
Ehie city, my native home country
The face of gold, the face of God
Repertoire of precious living stones
Encyclopedia of burning knowledge
Prospective living brains, living gold
Dazzling diamonds
Ehie City
Ehie city, my native home country
The face of gold, the face of God
Repertoire of precious living stones
Encyclopedia of burning knowledge
Prospective living brains, living gold
Dazzling diamonds
Glittering silvers, rich soil
Promising stars, blessed fauna and flora
Your father’s lamp never will die
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Smaller but greater
Fewer but richer
Smarter but seem hindered, exploited and wearisome
Father’s lamp never will die
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Your brothers, some
Hate your brightness
“Dim the light lest it expose our weakness and dark acts and art, they plead”
Your brothers, others love your God-given
They love your riches, also your hindrance
Your father’s lamp never will die
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Awake, Arise, shine
Stop these gangsters
Check these racketeers
Voice up, wail ye wailers
Call up, help is above
Pull off their nailing divide
Their loads carry we no more
Your father’s lamp never will die
-Culled from The Last Curse
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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