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Morning Blues Brethren n’ Sistren beware! The Africa you see is Europe-made-a-shadow The picture you praise is that of Europe strangling Africa The sweet dream underneath your rugs is the dim light of Europe Where you are hastily going is where Europe has left or has never set foot Brethren n’ Sistren what have you left behind that you run so mad in the other way around? Is it the true Africa that you sing in your morning blues?
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