The Sword Without Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Oh riders of white she-donkeys!
Oh riders of brown he-camels! !
Come and i show you the poet that you seek;
For you are like the sword without,
Why are the chariots so long in coming?

The earth shook! ! The heavens poured down water;
Like the fight of the stars in the heavens,
Seeing the muse of a camel in Mount Carmel.

Come and i will show you the poet that you seek,
Like a turkey from Turkey! !
Beyond the River Euphrates came the vision;
Listen to the muse that i bring to you.

To the slops of love!
In the Valley of Yezreel,
To the farthest limits;
However, civilization started from Eden.

Why are the chariots so long in coming?
Plan ja plan and, clan by clan;
Like images seen under the palm trees,
Moving along with my mind.

The sword without!
The terror within,
The horror seen! !
With the error of mankind;
Like the vines of Sodom and Gomorrah.

The earth shook! And the heavens poured down the rain;
Oh riders of white she-donkeys,
Oh riders of brown he-camels,
Come and i will show you the poet that you seek.