Treasure Island

Edward Kofi Louis

(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Xolamai


Xolamai, Ali, Mali, mail, aim!
Your love to me is like Mama's Nursery Rhymes;
But, the ox knows ist owner's crib,
And like the beautiful state of love opened before us.
Own, sown!
Of one mind and, of one spirit;
Overall!
Revealed,
With the muse of sweet love in this beautiful garden of peace.

Submitted: Friday, February 14, 2014
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