David Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
David
It will spread like gangrene,
Of profane and vain babblings;
Because the farmer who gives his labour has,
The right to the first share of the produce.
Of the seed of David,
Of the seed of love;
A workman does not need to be ashamed,
So study and get yourself approved.
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