Richard Nnoli Poet Epic

Water My Head

water my head
she water my 
head with the 
water of life 
now I sing 
like the birds 
in the trees 
of freedom
with the fruit 
of love 

water my head 
she water my 
head with the 
water of love 
now my soul
is pure more 
like the waters
of redemption

water my head 
she water my 
head with the 
water of peace 
so every new day 
I can't live with out 
the natural joy 
of life 
were material wealth
is forbidden and case 
away with it illusion

water my head 
she water my 
head with the 
water of spirituality
now am sure
my life is not 
for vanity 
if not why this 
shadows I fear 
can't over shadow 
my reflection in
spirit and soul 

water my head 
she water my 
head with the 
water of knowledge
now I grow in wisdom
every sun rise to 
every tomorrow
now I can see the 
colours in man made
illusion so clearly
in my time in reality

water my head 
she water my 
head with the 
water that is 
ever lasting 
upon and in my head 
cos my head 
is heavy
and hot 
life is simple
but not that easy 
in this era 
so I got much to think 
too much to wonder 
my head is full
but not 
when she 
water my head

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