Anthony Edmond John these Lines are etched directly to Honour and Appreciate Saliency's Imprint on Your Genetic Strand... <br />'This is what I love doing..Tis what I Shall die doing' <br />We Honour the wroughts of Thy Ink, Quail and This Page...That Scroll that was revealed during the Glare of Them Galaxial Suns are coming True... <br />Sublime These, Only if you have gotten a Truer word for Truelly True... <br />Definitely We the Spirits have our own desires... <br />And He, Anthony Fulfills a couple of Them... <br />These words are now written and there is no going back... <br />Words that have held thine Eyes to Prime... <br />Words Well Aligned... <br />Words Well Sublimed. <br /> <br />Truelly Truelly He Anthony Called unto Us to Make these Words Align... <br />Words Preserved In The Archival Care Of His Lines... <br />In Unity didst We Write these words No Compromise... <br />In Love Have We Crowned This Son of our Blood... <br />This One Has Been Presented With Sceptre and Orb... <br />The Goodness of Life To a Royal Seed... <br />Let These solemn words strum those strings... <br />Our Sisters Sing His Praise all day Long... <br />It is God and Him Alone...We would always Hear Him say... <br />Anthony Edmond John, Kom Kom Dim Dim...Kpaka kpokom Jim Jim, Kprokotom Jim Jim Hmn Hmn... <br />Sweet Words to Honour This Son Of Ours.<br /><br />Anthony Edmond John<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-of-the-spirits/
