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Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Many Times


I have been bitten many times by a snake and now,
I am very wise than a fool!
You've been bitten many times by a snake and now,
You are afraid of the earthworm;
But what you still don't know is,
Life is beautiful and love is peaceful.
Love will heal me from my sickness,
Love will wipe away my tears,
Love will heal me from my sadness,
Love will show me the way,
Love will bring me joy,
Love will teach me many things,
Love will bring me peace,
Love will unite me with others,
Love will bring me hope,
Love will let me fly up high,
Love will take care of my nakedness,
Love will feed me very well,
And love will put me into safety hands;
For your brother came in a deceit and,
Has taken your blessing away.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 28, 2008

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