When the world was just an egg
In it was contained ,
Paradise was near; and
Sweet was the life that
knew no grief.
And in those fledgling moments,
From cradle to the hearts of men
Flowed hallowed ,the mist of love:
And the inklings of the core affirmed
Truth , sanctity - decorum in all affairs....
And then came Cain - a kin to sin,
By whom rancor came to bear.
Though hatred yet persists
In many a heart and tongue
That tell our tale,
Love we must -
One heart to another
All through the teasing hours.
Look at the bees...
And their telling ways
That woo flowers to blush,
Despite the brush and prickly maze!
And the sun , oh how she lends her lease
To earth and worlds abroad !
And if a lesson to mankind
This would lend , be it thus :
That from one heart to another
Love must flow;
And with open arms, be it friend or foe,
Let all embrace;
And to dueling parties be they of state or clan
Let peace afford .
Love is the way, the only way.
And collective will - the sacred spring
That recoils the very first of dawns -
When the world was just an egg
And paradise, an easy glance :
Then sweet again would be
The life that knows no grief
By Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
Love is the way, the only way.
And collective will - the sacred spring
That recoils the very first of dawns -
When the world was just an egg
And paradise, an easy glance :
Then sweet again would be
The life that knows no grief
By Hope Kalé Ewusi ©
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