I roamed the breadth of the land
When the birds of Eden sang
I carved the nose of the Sphinx
While Khufu raised his pyramid
I sat atop the Jordan
When the Jews possessed Canaan
I was the eye of the storm
That shaped the Nok sculptures
I am therefore I am
I pick the clouds like grains of sand.
Akpan
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