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WHEN ALL IS WELL

When All Is Well, What Else Would Be Too Well?

We've drown and drown and drown in the still sea
We've startle like twitter'ng birds in the wind
We've cri'd and laugh with tears, tears we couldn't see
We've fought, we wanted to win; but that wind.

We've seen the true colour in nature's sight
We've been to places of thought,  we'd get no more
We've employed said be fascinating time
We've perceiv'd aroma of differ'ng incense

Now we smile in oceans of happiness
We were once the holes in the cloudy sky
We were once the echoing silent night
Now, we smile in oceans of happiness.

We kept promises as asked, we reap facts
Our aims fully granted, proposed be
Our purposes, like in the old times, same
We roamed fertile lands of sand,  mind bolder

Now, we rear our cattle w'thout thunderstorm
We laugh and cry and all seem be appease
Havens, we could be knotting rain on earth;
When all is well, what else would be too well?

Whence, germinating crops grow without wither'ng
Our smiles now contends as best in our crib
Alas! We'd become leaders of nation;
When all is well, what else would be too well?

©Philip Peace et Tex

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