Edward Kofi Louis

Gold Star - 13,812 Points (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

50 Cent - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

'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, that's the kind of society i cam from;
I had my education on the streets with,
Fights, hunger and starvation to crown the day! !
But, your killer gun in your pocket will give you up one day.

Taught by the streets,
Lived by the streets,
Learned by the streets,
Loved by the streets,
Hated by the streets,
And, many of us married by the streets;
The cluster of a phobia into my maturity,
That is why i do not respect the gun in your pocket today.

Stealing and looting! !
With plans to make the next move,
And, as a human-being who lives on 50 Cent a day.
Life in the ghetto,
With the status of poverty without a fish in my hand;
Life to me was just like the mountain of snakes,
So, just roll your boat with merry on your face.

Life's fair fountain that eluded me! !
With stealing and looting as the order of the day;
And of the plans to make it work.
I was just living on 50 Cent a day,
And, joy to me was like the roasting of a chicken;
Hope to me was like the killing of rabbits! !
Peace to me was like the frying of plantains;
And, of an excellent value for many of us when one dies,
But were still mulling to make a case like a courageous leader.

To live on 50 Cent a day in the ghetto! !
With the muse of the cluster of a phobia into my maturity;
Life in the ghetto,
Life on the run with the bullet train!
But at times, it was like the straw on a camel's back.
Life in the ghetto,
Like the golden cup whose shock aroused! !
When one equals to a temper of heroic hearts;
With the negatives to meet all day Long.
Life in the ghetto,
Like half-naked Young Lovers who called for help!
Life in the ghetto,
Like the peace of one's mind with questions to the moon;
But all along, i have managed to live on 50 Cent a day.

Comments about 50 Cent by Edward Kofi Louis

  • Freshman - 837 Points Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (5/22/2015 11:25:00 AM)

    Be it 50 or 500 cents, it matters not
    Even if it be all that you have got
    To some even 50 means quite a lot
    And you'll never find Gods blessings short....

    In many parts of the world people are suffering in luxury with many even taking the extreme step. Money for them has failed to bring happiness to the brain even when their stomachs were overfull. Wonderful thought provoking poem. I invite you to my page too (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 6,731 Points Madathil Rajendran Nair (3/20/2015 6:49:00 AM)

    Very powerful write. Eternally on the roaring streets. A 50 cent existence that sets blazing fires of mountainous guilt on the world's conscience. (+++++10) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,925 Points Soulful Heart (1/9/2015 12:46:00 AM)

    that is a poem that images the minute details of harrowing truths..........................no words to say how poignant and harsh and well you have written it........... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 28,335 Points Akhtar Jawad (12/23/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    A heart touching poem, very impressive............. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 117 Points Marriam Anderson (9/9/2014 1:12:00 AM)

    Deep. Made me feel like I have gone home to Africa and experienced poverty there.. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 29,119 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/17/2014 5:19:00 AM)

    Poverty and the poor living conditions of a human being is a matter of concern. when it relates to ghetto the matter is still hopeless where breeding ground of wrong things arises. The poem and the situations of a human being in such circumstances is legibly created by the poet which is very noteworthy and circumstances explained. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 233 Points Manonton Dalan (10/4/2008 3:38:00 PM)

    very strong words.hmmmm (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,156 Points James B. Earley (8/7/2008 10:59:00 AM)

    A poignant message of poverty inspired hopelessness! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nylynthial Greenland (7/31/2008 9:14:00 AM)

    I did not have to read all this to know that this is a fabulous peice. reading poems from writers that 'have something to say' about things that need to be heard brighten my day. When people dont have much in thier pockets, those same people build an incredidable wealth in the mind and heart... but then again poets and writers who don't live the fancy lifestyle to occupy the time at malls and fancy meals, have your type compassion to share! ! ! FABULOUS! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jennalyn Corday (7/31/2008 8:06:00 AM)

    its good and deep............... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 31, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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