Zed

I was caught in your trap and was led away in chains,
But i am like someone planted in a fertile field of joy!
And like the seed of the law that grows with peace.

We are divided because of language,
So i will try very hard to learn your language so that we can be one;
Because these chains are too heavy on my neck!
But my sweet name that you need to know is called Zed.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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