The Harvest
It is almost time
The harvest is nearing
With your baskets, be firm
The best produce be pleasing
Pluck up the crops
Fill all your baskets
Call for help
The harvest is plenty
Let every kindred heart come
The mission be accomplished early
Before the rain season comes
Whatsoever hot it be dear workers
Shouldn't lose our hard-working motive
Soon will be winners
Our lamps be kept burning
Oh! Work now
Work when there is time
Francis Omariba
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