Millard Lowe Poet Prose Poetry

Psalm 2: For My Children

PSALM 2: FOR THE CHILDREN     

Being the seeds of the seeds 
Of the fruits of our beginnings,

Yours is the destiny to give reality 
To the visions of the dreams
Once deferred.

(There is much for you to pursue and do)

Listen, chickens have their places;
You my children, are eaglets: 
Heirs of Sons of the Sun.

Spread wide your wings!
Feather your nests!
Soar in glory!

The all seeing eye is upon you;
The pyramids stand before you;
The flowing river is behind you.

(There is much for you to pursue and do)

Never forget whose and who you are;
Always mindful of what you must be:

The peace, the love and the unity
Of our beloved liberty.

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