Edward Kofi Louis

Gold Star - 158,296 Points (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Edward Kofi Louis Poems

761. Above All Things 7/2/2012
762. Abraham's Seed 5/3/2011
763. Abrahamyan 3/16/2016
764. Abreast 3/15/2011
765. Abrefa 8/28/2013
766. Abroad 7/2/2010
767. Abruzzo's Voice! 9/1/2011
768. Absent-Minded Rabbit 10/8/2010
769. Absolutely Wonderful! 6/22/2014
770. Abstain 8/3/2008
771. Abstain From It 3/1/2011
772. Abstract -new- 7/15/2016
773. Abstract Brick Views 2/15/2016
774. Abstract Expression 3/15/2013
775. Abu 11/13/2008
776. Abuakwa 1/17/2012
777. Abubakar 2/11/2009
778. Abudu 12/3/2008
779. Abusive 1/26/2011
780. Abysmal 8/31/2010
781. Acapulco Sunset 1/20/2016
782. Accept It 3/31/2016
783. Acceptance 12/27/2015
784. Accepted 5/3/2016
785. Accepted By The Creator 11/5/2010
786. Accepting The Truth 3/18/2015
787. Accomplish -new- 7/17/2016
788. Accord 10/29/2010
789. According To The Flesh 8/27/2014
790. According To The Plan 1/24/2014
791. According To The Promise 1/6/2015
792. Accountable 1/21/2016
793. Accounts Of Creation 11/30/2010
794. Accused 5/4/2010
795. Accustomed 10/27/2010
796. Accustomed Ii 11/30/2010
797. Ace 12/17/2014
798. Achelans 4/13/2012
799. Achieved With Positive Morals 6/2/2016
800. Achieving Its Goal 5/6/2011
Best Poem of Edward Kofi Louis

50 Cent

'I will kill you like a snake',
'I will roast you like a chicken',
'I will fry you like a plantain',
So roll, roll, roll your boat when,
You have a killer gun in your pocket.

I was born in the ghetto with,
The status of poverty without a fish in my hand;
I was taught in the ghettto with,
Much tears than hope;
I was brought up in the ghetto without the Statue of Liberty to salute!
So roll your boat with the gun in your pocket;
But, who is there to cover up your actions?

I was taught in a mud-house without slippers on my feet!
And, ...

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The love of a muse like Orange Street,
The pen of a writer like Banana Street,
This poem will teach many yet unborn.
From Marcus Garvey to Haile Selassie,
From Haile Selassie to Bob Marley,
From Bob Marley to all;
This poem is from a realm to guide many.

No bones for the dogs,

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