Edward Kofi Louis (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)
With the four horns on the golden altar;
In you with the muse of hate;
Of the truth!
You can't stop it;
Try to overcome your sins.
Destroying the world;
Strapped with bombs around your waist;
And, ready to kill people you don't even know.
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