Neighbors Bongo Mahalo

Awaken world lazing on gardens nearby
Young and old lock hands and come alive
Young eyes going past the keyway of my gala
Engaged in knowing the salsa the Zimbabwe way
Until they know no one else can see
Someone’s ukulele imbibing gentle sound
Was waiting nearby for the abundant dance
Going now bang, bang , boomba, booma,
No one’s banging drum is ever left alone

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