And When The Storm Is Over Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

And when the storm is over,
I shall again rejoice;
I shall again drink from the cup of my jubilation
For my sorrow shall be no more
And my pains washed-
When the storm is over.

And when the storm is over,
I shall call a banquet;
A banquet of plenty
With rich delicacies for the poor and the rich
To dine and wine in meriment-
When the storm is over.

And when the storm is over,
The feet of dance I shall lease upon the stage
In tune to the songs of joy restored,
Chanting songs of victory to dry my wet cheeks;
For sailing through the storm so heavy it is
That ashore our peace in serenity restored
After the sound and wave of the storm.