Penshurst

You are living in Penshurst and,
I am living in Nima;
But you are always noted by your breakfast food,
And like the joy of my heart in the land of laughter.

Possibility, opportunity, attractions!
And like miscarrying wombs and breasts that are dry;
But show yourself righteousness to my heart and reap in mercy,
For i am like the weed upon the waters!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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