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The Sea And My Gold
With my deep eye of eyes
when each eye had tak’n to their bed,
my gold, I saw in the oth’r part of the Red Sea,
the Big Red Sea of the man Moses.
At the other side of the sea
where the sea her bank has,
I snap’d to see brave, brave heads
swimming to magnet their own gold,
but I ask’d for mine, they refus’d me.
Long I stood wond’ring why the sea
Refus’d to catch ‘em that troubl’d her;
long I stood seeing heads joyous
after having their own gold,
then I div’d to catch and catch my own gold
and that has giv’n me a forev’r gold.
poem
by
Eche Ononukwe
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