To Play The Music Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Love,
To play the music;
With the muse of your sweet muse,
Because, some things in life are not bought with money.

Life,
Everything has its own price;
Whether for positive or for negative,
Along the muse of nature.

Love,
Take me home to where i belong to!
A place of peace and unity;
With the muse of the laws.

Dry, try, cry, wry, fry, Mary, marry, tarry, Gary, angry!
But, the answers are inside the doors of true love;
And, whatever will be in life will be! !
With the muse of nature.

Love,
To play the music for you to dance;
With the echoes of nature and with the ways of life,
But, try to make use of your time on positive things and live.