Best Times Poem by Asante Louis Agyemang

Rivers of tears and sorrow, Seldom visits me on th' morrow.Burning desires springs up to glow, As a clown on a stage performance show.Why all these treachery and tribulations! Are they incarnations or manifestations? .When poverty visited the homes of the poor, I laid oo the ambassador's grass floor.It was no better but the more, Which I abhor has ruled round my jaw.Oh! what an injustice world to live, When the creator is just about to give, Us the unchanging days of cheese.Such a world is what I expected to see!