Beach Of A White Stream

Beach Of A White Stream

A Poem by Uche Paul
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... I will choose my Africa as a substitute for heaven...

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When the Lord will at last descend,
To gather his own by the sound of His voice:
I wish to hear, though amidst earthly noise,
I wish to be in line to with Him ascend
To the prepared shining residence
In glassy estate, paths of gold full of all joys
That wholly shames the world's turbulence;
Its theft of the green & negligence of the cowboys.

But when He comes & clothes me with white & wings
And say before the flight I should flee to where I please:
I will soar as beautiful eagles over hills
And jungles to spy Africa's beauties:
Green leaves, mountains and all tall trees
That borders the boundaries of fountains
And by the little beach of a white stream
I will pitch a tent of leaves where I'll lie & fall asleep.

© 2016 Uche Paul


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now that's a beautifully written poem

Posted 7 Years Ago


Haha! If GOD tells you to pick a place to fly to you will come back to African? Really Africa!!!
Haha is there more to this your Africa than we see everyday?

Posted 10 Years Ago


Ibidun

10 Years Ago

I always enjoy reading you poems because they never seize to present me with fantastic ideas.
Uche Paul

9 Years Ago

Hahahahaha... Well, I feel there is more to Africa than the mere eyes can see. I know that sometimes.. read more

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Added on March 14, 2016
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Hello. I'm INNOCENT PAUL. I'm a citizen(member) of the WORLD. . Yeah, I know the WORLD isn't a country and saying that I'm a "citizen of the world" might appear some bit vague, but it isn't and should.. more..