This Poem was Submitted By: George R Palmer On Date: 2000-11-09 21:07:52 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The Seer

Eh mon step ova here I need be tawk wit you, an what om have to say, om wan you know be true. Lass night I be sittin by de fire, an dis strange be come to me, he say him have a message, tru de flames him wan me see. Him say dat draggon comin, an him be comin soon, an be comin to destroy, poot everyting to roon. Him say dat draggon hab an army bigga dan de sea, an him be tekin everyting mon, ebon you an me. Him say tell you be ready mon, fo him be comin too, an him be comin tru de clouds, say you know dis be true. Him give me dis lass message mon, befo de flames be dyin, him say you bess be lissin mon, or else you all be cryin. Om be tellin you de trute, him say you know de way mon, afta dis de flame be dead, an om see dat he be gon.

Copyright © November 2000 George R Palmer

Additional Notes:
I know already that you are going to say something about the spelling. I want you too just imagine a Haitian speaking to you on the street, maybe I don't do it justice but I tried.


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