Young Blood Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Young Blood
Young blood!
It is nice to have money in the hand;
But, let the truth take care of peace.
Love,
Through the rivers!
Life,
Through the waters;
However, poverty is like one sitting on gold and begging for help.
It is nice to have money in the hand; But, let the truth take care of peace. - - - Really it is. 'Truth and peace is needed. To keep it is a challange to young blood. Very nice description in few lines. Thanks.
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5/4/2024 4:27:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
poverty is like one sitting on gold and begging for help....beautiful..like it