John Kaunda

Its abode is the valley within my soul
Ever present and waiting

The blush of the sun
Steps into the dungeon of gloomy days
In my life and
Displaces every dark cloud
And silences my troubled soul

Its abode is the valley within my soul
Ever present and waiting
For the day when it is beckoned
To cheer up my weary soul

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