Edward Kofi Louis

Gold Star - 12,535 Points (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Twice As Much - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Red-red-red-wine!
Red-red-red-wine on my lips and,
I am about to say something;
But the sweet of the meat is in the eater.

Does not the rain has a father?
Does not the rain has a mother?
For my ears have heard of you but now,
My own eyes have seen you too.

Twice as much,
As beautiful as the daughters of Iyyob;
For the stone which the builders rejected had become the head.
Today, i am the stone and you are my lover;
For i am the headstone of the corner.

Come and work in my vineyard,
And come and quench my heart with love;
Like a roasted turkey and cranbery source from Turkey.
Today you are mine and,
Like a roasted guinea-fowl from Guinea!
Come and make love tom me my sweet one.

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Rakhi Jayashankar (9/28/2008 2:42:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 28, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 28, 2008


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