Petri-Dish Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Petri-Dish



Your love is like salad in a salad Petri-dish,
But, bounded in the myth of paradise! !
However, the pivoting labour of your muse acts like flaccid breasts;
And, tomorrow is the opening of your hot meal to the masses,
For, you are very much noted in this village.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
Close
Error Success