Treasure Island

Albert Martin


3 African Gods


There were three
African Gods to worship to
All my dreams and thoughts
Are dwelled and invaded by the blues

All my mental scenes
As well as the ones
Of all of my past lives
Are roamed by pain and sadness
Am I to think that these three Gods
Restart my stream of thinkin'
And give me high self love
And everlasting happiness?

But I saw a tall figure
Through the haze
It was full of blackness
I couldnt see her face

Inside the cove
No moon for my sight to point to above
I remained and remained
I asked the figure for his name
A whole silence I was given
From the turned fields outside
I recieved the same
I couldnt but think that from my past faults
I have never been forgiven

Submitted: Thursday, December 05, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 06, 2014
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