Aiyeh Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Aiyeh!
As his name was called;
And the bell rang for us to get in.
Muse!
With Baby Care Centres;
But, with the review of the laws and,
With the muse of the land.
Revenue, avenue!
You need a conductive atmosphere to understand the issue at hand.

Muse!
At home with my pen;
And, to initiate discussions with you to understand yxour status quo.
Muse!
With the Civil Society;
But, the mirror on the wall reflects our images.

The vigilance!
With eminent figurws around;
Like role models.
Life!
Be roginal and,
Be yourself;
And, be straight.