Melanie Emikohe

First Drop - Poem by Melanie Emikohe

The first dropp of rain
after a savage drought
is that which came with storm,
filling the thirsty earth
but batter it as well.

A fate that comes
in two extremes is lived
by a few I know,
mourning their ill states,
yet says, good morning!

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  • (3/8/2007 2:57:00 AM)

    Beautiful, Melanie!

    we all live in a world of extremes, of duality, and living life to the full is all about embracing everything that it has to offer.

    Nice work!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011

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