Edward Kofi Louis (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)
Sitting down watching south,
Waiting for the sun to rise up from the east! !
And, to settle down to the west;
Understanding the muse of nature,
Which is guided by love.
Maize, aim, am, me;
Port, export, import!
Clad, lad, ad;
Providing protection for the artisans.
Of the mind!
Travelling towards the east.
To follow the instructions;
In a very positive way.
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