Edward Kofi Louis
Yiadom - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Yiadom, aid, aim, dam, do, mad, may, yam;
Like the strong winds of the west!
Being with Lord Bristol.
This world is really disturbed;
With illegal lust painted nively than true love.
With disturbed minds;
Always waiting for their victims.
It is very sad! !
But, many are those who go that way;
thinking that, they are always right.
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