Pendicle Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Pendicle
A loud voice! !
Heard;
But,
There was darkness all over the place.
Ice, invoice!
Choice,
The cloth! !
Torn into two;
To open the minds!
Healed with the truth,
Sealed with love,
With the muse of the veil.
Torn into two
From the top to the bottom;
Decreed,
To fall out!
Pendicle,
Muse of the art,
Something attached to something else! !
Be to keep calm.
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