The Heat Of The Sun

Are you the one who sits on many waters?
Then, the sentence of the great whore is with you;
Like a great hail out of heaven.

The tree unclean spirits like frogs are with you,
Like someone getting lost in Amageddon;
But the heat of the sun is on us all.

Like life in and around your cities,
Let us put life into a better shape than hate;
For you can easily get lost in Har-Megiddo too!

poem by Edward Kofi LouisReport problemRelated quotes
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