Isreal Poem by Chukwuma Adione

Isreal



A beauty accustomed to envy
a treasure above the earth
nothing can compare, absolutely nothing
set apart in all things
born of eternity, void of defeat
only a stream yet no sea can swallow
you showed us the beginning
the evidence of the earth's fate is on you
my eyes is on you, ISREAL.

Sunday, November 20, 2016
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