Behind This Story Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

It is not up in the heavens,
It is not beyond the seas,
It is not around you,
It is not near you,
For the teeth of the wild animals are deep in the forest.

It is a concrete hole,
For my wife is wounded;
But who is behind this story?

November 12th 2006,
I escaped from the bullet!
November 14th 2006,
Your own eyes have seen this day;
November 17th 2006,
Six months after the birth of Elias;
With accurate and hones weights,
But like the broken glass on that day!

Take him to your husband and take her to your wife,
And look for both signs on the scales;
With peace at last and like the money in your hand!

Behind this story,
It should be eaten the same day;
Behind this story,
It should be eaten the same night;
Behind this story,
It should be read over and over for understanding!
And to all the fish that school.

Look for the fins and the scales,
And in isolation for seven days;
But tall and strong to satisfy your muse,
For it is clan by clan and clay by clay!
And it is very wonderful to the ears.