The Sea And My Gold Poem by Eche Ononukwe

The Sea And My Gold



With my deep eye of eyes

when each eye had tak’n to their bed,

my gold, I saw in the oth’r part of the Red Sea,

the Big Red Sea of the man Moses.



At the other side of the sea

where the sea her bank has,

I snap’d to see brave, brave heads

swimming to magnet their own gold,

but I ask’d for mine, they refus’d me.

Long I stood wond’ring why the sea

Refus’d to catch ‘em that troubl’d her;

long I stood seeing heads joyous

after having their own gold,

then I div’d to catch and catch my own gold

and that has giv’n me a forev’r gold.

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