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The Return

Out on the streets of the muni
Stood lots of people
Joyous of what they had long waited for.
Some leapt about in joy
Others skipped around in excitement
For it had been a long time.

With orders of not visiting their land,
They had obeyed the mighty cap
And played puppy.
But the wait was almost over
The subjects knew that the gods would never rest until at least there was a sign.
And at last here, it had come.

Even though speaking in a different language,
The promise of peace was what we wanted to hear.
We too wanted to hear of the other news,
The other news of release,
And so they said it was in the pipeline.

And so on touchdown at nyakasanga
A jubilant crowd of banyarwenzururu and banyarwenzururkali
Awaited the return of our mother,
Bearing a message of hope,
A hope to many of us who had lost so much in the ashes.