I Am Not One Of Them Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Getting ready for work,
Axe, wax!
Of the keys of life and,
The muse of love;
Engulfed with the peace that one needs.
Space, pace, ace!
On time;
To the place of work,
After a while in the traffic.
Axe, wax!
Controlled,
Getting this kind of treatment;
With my performance at work,
And, going through life with the peace of my mind! !
But, in reponse to love.
End, endured!
To do my work in the rightr manner;
Because of the odd one among us,
The characters of which, i am not one of them.