Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Rosewood And Teak


You are naked and can't see it!
But, iniquity is purged with mercy and truth;
However, i will always love you.

'Associated Press News Agency'!
20m into the sea with the muse of your love;
But, i'm now waiting for you at the harbour.

Upside down! !
Exactly;
And like the oil discovery in your town;
But, your drinking code is what matters most.

Blessed and holy to the one who heeds to the truth!
But, water scarcity is now noted in this city;
Scar, scarcity! !
In the dry season with your love;
But, try to open up your mind to understanding.

Information!
Company,
About you and me;
And like Rosewood and Teak.

Aggreived!
Breached;
Enforcement! !
To ransack the camp;
And like he act of an illigal miner in your town.

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, February 25, 2013
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