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In The Time of Thanksgiving

With Our Hearts Full of Praise, We Sound Funny

Yet our voices echo over the hills

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His praise fills our mouths
our laughter is muffled
as if our throats are stuffed
with hot food but our hearts
burst with joy unrestrained
and though our faces appear engaged;
but ‘tis the attempt to take our worship
beyond the valleys to echo over the…




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Obinna Uruakpa

Obinna Uruakpa

I am your Brother. I came this time among the Igbos. I share the sights, sounds, and scents of my journey in simple stories. I am a Seeker of the Infinite.

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