The Island
THE ISLAND
On the island people used to live
Trees used to grow
Animals used to graze
Birds used to fly
But it never sinks!
There comes an explorer
A white man from Cuba
Who also wondered
Where did this small piece of land came from
But even the people who stay there
Did not know the origin of the island
At the center of large waters
Fully loaded with trees
Fully loaded with animals
But, it never sinks!
Copyright © Kelvin Maluki | Year Posted 2014
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