Treasure Island

Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Of 'Lust' And 'Love'


Life!
To take me ther;
Where is is guided with peace and joy.

Joy!
To change the whole world with peace, unity and love.

Life!
With a separation between the lines of 'lust' and 'love'.

Low, slow!
Man is imperious and, woman is feeble.

Son, soon!
Fully soaked after the rainfall.

Pen, hen, ten, den!
My love is pure like an image in the moonlight.

Love!
Like the shining of the stars.

Adult, adultery!
Led by the lust in you.

Start, startled!
Gesture, structure, picture, adventure, puncture, future;
Living between 'lust' and 'love' on this earth.

Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013
Edited: Thursday, May 23, 2013
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