Treasure Island

Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Leading The World To Hell


Lust!
With confused minds;
And now, your sins are leading the world to hell.
Illegal lust!
That's the attitude of the world;
Lust!
Your parents did it;
And now, you are doing the same thing today.
Lust!
You're going to have the curses on you;
Mate, climate!
Book, boor, boon, boom, brood, booth, boost, broom;
Gld, lad!
But, if you fix lies in your mouth,
You will not get me as your friend.
Diet, die!
Spreading lies and, spreading your illegal lust;
Both, booth!
Your sins are now leading you to hell.

Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, April 26, 2013

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