Treasure Island

Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Cyrene


Far and wide!
Far and deep;
Seek, week, meek, leek, peek, reek, creek, Greek, geek, cheek!
With the muse Cyrene your lover.

A sign of peace and, a sign of love!
But, the gift of the holy spirit is closer to you;
Because, to see the beautiful gate of sweet love is with your mind.

The law of joy! !
And, the peace of the mind;
Love!
Maybe it was a clue last night.

Inspector!
Detective,
Of the cream! !
With the experiment;
Fox and goose!
Hotel and Restaurant.

Reprise,
Requite,
Rerun,
Seek, week, meek, leek, peek, reek, creek, Greek, geek, cheek!

Submitted: Tuesday, April 08, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 08, 2014

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