Upon salinity of water I clung
In my unsoiled root I lung
Immortality glory awaits me in river of life
As it flows in a tributaries of days
Years of my short sojourn
Empty in lake of life
What role I played attest to my end
Awaiting the coin of divine judgement
Lustrous of happiness gag me thoroughly as wind blew
So joy of lotus pine broad
Giving way to water to flow
Amicably my leaves glow
Forgetting the tides that blow
In thousands of rush all fall in one row
by
Martin Ijir
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 7:56 AM UTC
Upon salinity of water I clung
In my unsoiled root I lung
Immortality glory awaits me in river of life
As it flows in a tributaries of days
Years of my short sojourn
Empty in lake of life
What role I played attest to my end
Awaiting the coin of divine judgement
Lustrous of happiness gag me thoroughly as wind blew
So joy of lotus pine broad
Giving way to water to flow
Amicably my leaves glow
Forgetting the tides that blow
In thousands of rush all fall in one row
by
Martin Ijir
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