Dark Room Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Dark Room



Dark room!
Glad to be there with your works;
Hiding from the people around you,
For the peace of your mind.

Mold, fold!
Telling it like it is;
With the muse of an old gold chain on your neck,
Respecting the ways of your culture in the land.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: room
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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