Funmbi Aransiola - Family

As we rumble through the smoke
Togetherness, as a family we stroke
And so we stand up tall like a tree of oak
Sharing the unique blood of oat

Though, we fight and cry sometimes
Togetherness, we does it when it's hard at times
Through the pain and the rain
We stuck together even in the time of terrain

In the morning, together we pray
Darkness night, we pray and lay
Burdens of life we carry through the day
Burdens of life we share and take

When we have nothing eat
Only the joy of togetherness we feel
Though we have our differences to heal
We fight for each other no matter the heat

I once packed my bags, ready to go
On my shoulder I felt the gentle hand of old
Water stroll down the cheek I withold
It's the love of my mother I behold

We went though it all
Carry and tarry the lantern love
It burns and burns through the darker hall
Pain, Rain, Agony, Calamity, together we love

When all deserted me
It was my family that carry the cares for me
When sunny days turns to cloud for me
It was my family that was there to love me.

Funmbi Aransiola

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