I Am The Mississippi Poem by Rightly Considered

I Am The Mississippi

Rating: 5.0


Men for ages
would receive me every spring
My fertile touch would be embraced
And cause their land to bring
A year of food the table laced
And cause their soul to sing
I am the Mississippi

Now I find these earthen gates
hold me back from you
I must complete what He dictates
To “make all things new”
I am the Mississippi

Once more I’ll give the riches
That root in poverty
I’ll wash away the choking vine
And replace the bread with wine
I am the Mississippi

Soon He’ll come to make the world anew
No longer will I wash the banks, with this Golden hue
For then I’ll flow up to a horse’s head
And my waves... will splash with red…
I am the Mississippi

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was written to Ben and Meg Jones of Baton Rouge, Louisiana, during the flooding of 2011. Ben and Meg are two of my heroes.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Oliver Ovid 06 May 2014

Not bad Josh. I dig it.

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