Under The Deep Ocean

A little tadpole swam into your river and,
It became an Island;
The Island expanded and it became a human being;
And the human being grew up to become aNation:
The Nation went to war and it was conquered,
Today its people are buried under the deep ocean like Atlantis.

Before the foundation of the world,
The Creator new us;
From the righteous pleasure of His Plan with,
The flair of power to make us what we are today.

I am an ambassador of poetry in chains,
I am with much word like my wounds in pain;
So i need a train in the rain to reach out to you with my brain,
Like the prayers against spiritual forces to make my way through.
Both on earth and in the heavens!
For our reward are according to our works like this little tadpole.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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