UNVEILING CURTAIN Hear the fading echoes... The screams of toils Of sweats, like blood Constantly, consistently, consequentially Dripping on our soil Of pains and struggles From dusk till dawn Dawning on our dusk And dusking on our dawn. Hear the fading echoes Speaking of value and worth Of a crippled giant He broke his legs With his hands and Broke his hands With his brain Hear the fading echoes The crinkling and cranking Search of papers of ornament boxes Of a fading-green economy Trying to wear a fitting smile Like a damsel Dressing to attract more suitors O woeful debtor In the midst of this fading echoes Daniels and Nehemiahs choruses Restore oh rebuild the walls There is hope for a tree If it be cut down At the scent of water It will sprout again The tender branch will not cease Listen to the emerging echoes Of hopes so close so near The sound of rain Oh drying s...