​RIVERS IN SEAS

When rivers stood in their dreams

They forgot of days they acted as streams

And tasted filth, felt the sharp teeth of stones

And travelled miles in the lone

They, now in pride, bloat

As they on top of seas float

Blocking streams and rivers

Who in need of strength shiver in quivers

Forgetting tsunamis still have power

To on their happy fate tower

The future sure blinds

So we do need to mark our hinds

In this travel

Which in uncertainty wobble

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © September 15, 2017

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