Your Blood Guilt Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Your Blood Guilt



The muse of illegal lust,
Giving a boy out in exchage for a prostitute;

The muse of illegal lust,
Selling a girl for wine;
That you may drink.

Sins!
Blood guilt,
Like scarlet;
Red like crimson! !
Today, your wine is mixed with water.

Monday, December 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: act,blood,crime,evil,guilt
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Edward Kofi Louis

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