Gold, Old, God! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Gold, old, god!
Viable,
With publications;
Structure,
Attractive,
And like a productive society;
But, develop your mind with the muse of the laws.

Hand, land!
On another day;
Stand, land!
With hypocritical figures;
Flash, flesh, flush!
Looted and plundered.

Fingers, figures!
Water and health;
Fin, fingers!
With active participants;
Find, fend, found, fund!
Like 'the microcosm of the macrocosm';
But, develop your mind with the muse of the laws.