Edward Kofi Louis

Gold Star - 188,704 Points (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Edward Kofi Louis Poems

161. 20th December 12/22/2008
162. 21 Days After 12/15/2015
163. 21 Days In My Village 12/2/2015
164. 21 Days Off Line! 12/2/2015
165. 21 Gun-Salute! 3/26/2010
166. 21 New Poems 3/24/2010
167. 21 Plus 21 Years Old In The Name Of Love 7/7/2010
168. 21 Plus 4 1/26/2009
169. 21 Year In Service -new- 9/15/2016
170. 21 Years Gone By 9/22/2014
171. 21 Years In The Prison 7/24/2016
172. 21: 21 Hours 7/9/2015
173. 21: 21 P.M. In The Land Of Joy 2/25/2014
174. 22: 22 P.M. Was The Time 10/29/2010
175. 22: 33 10/8/2010
176. 23rd January 2011 2/8/2011
177. 24 Hours 1/31/2011
178. 24 Hours Security 8/16/2011
179. 25 Years Old 4/28/2016
180. 25th November 2005 6/18/2010
181. 25th.05.2010 4/25/2011
182. 26 Years After -new- 9/23/2016
183. 26 Years Old 5/20/2010
184. 26th September 2016 -new- 9/26/2016
185. 27 Feet Long 8/11/2011
186. 27 For 27th 8/29/2008
187. 27 Years In The Bush 12/10/2010
188. 27th August 12/24/2008
189. 27th January 2/17/2011
190. 29th February 2012 3/1/2012
191. 2d To 3d 1/1/2015
192. 2kk85 4/13/2015
193. 2nd April 2015 4/6/2015
194. 3 Attempts 2/16/2015
195. 3 Big Boxes 9/26/2014
196. 3 Camaras 4/9/2010
197. 3 Days After 10/17/2015
198. 3 Days After You Were In School 8/17/2012
199. 3 Days And 3 Nights 1/31/2011
200. 3 E 12/11/2014
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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