Fitrah Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Fitrah



I saw a kite yesterday and it was beautiful,
But every egg must be carefully boiled;
For this lady's guiltiness is still with her.

I am Fitrah and every woman must be carefully kissed,
For i saw this beautiful kite up high yesterday;
And like the beautiful leaf under the big tree.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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