Our Choices

I have the hope of a journey on my lovers dream,
And i can see the sun rising up from the east;
But amist to the cheeers of joy and peace is,
One's soul comforted when met with true love.
I have the hope of a journey on this love of yours,
Like our choices in this world of lovers to meet;
But however,
She may be white, brown, green or black;
And he may be blue, red, yellow or pink;
Love is the power supreme and,
Love will surely find a way.
I have the hope on this journey like,
Our choices in this world of lovers;
But the beautiful ones are still being born,
From generations unto generation for us to make a choice.
No matter what it takes,
We will still have a partner in this world;
For love is the power supreme and,
Love will surely find a way to meet you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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