Edward Kofi Louis
Moulded Images - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Met all over;
Wet all over;
But, they played all day for money;
And like love under every spreading tree.
With diversionary tactic to win the game;
But, in the eyes of the public.
With adultery in the heart to lust for her;
But, do learn the difference between right and wrong!
For, i know what sin brings to us on this earth.
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