ENOCH JOHN (30/07/1958 / TRINIDAD and TOBAGO)

My soul hung betwixt the great divide,
As tension gripped my being entire.
Why must man so much torture endure,
In his quest for yon perfect stste?

Marvel not at life's great trials
Nor at journey's great temp'tuous toss,
For deep within the heart of man
That Eternal flame of hope doth lie!

Like a mighty eagle imprisoned,
Forever barred from heavenly traverse.
Yet all hope never departed,
There yet remained that inner voice.

One day I will upwards soar,
Unhindered by life's weighty mass.
It's only there in that sublime bliss,
That perfect realization will fruition!