The Last Time Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Is this the last time hearing of your problems? !
Then think twice and live;
For, there are more questions than answers on this earth.

Yet, wet!
With the mus eof love;
Valid, solid!
With the muse of your mind;
Ear, earn!
To anhance your status in th eland of the living.

The muse of life,
With the flair of the old days reappearing at every corner on the globe;
But, who will give credit to someone who doesn't know how to handle credits?
The muse of love,
To ve very wise with the acts of peace;
Adding to the postive acts of life.

The cost of love,
The cost of life,
The cost of replacement,
The cost of our sins!
It has become fashionable to be pessimistic;
However, true health starts in our homes.

The last time,
Beyond the breaking headlines!
With innovations and the visions of mankind;
however, it is very wrong to take what does not belong to you.

Press, impress!
Like the muse of a lawyer who twisted the truth;
However, pleasure is always followed with pain.

The last time,
But to follow up your dreams;
In the land of the living,
And, to be straight.

The last time!
Problems will not just go away;
Because, life is all about you and me,
And, there will always be problems in this life.