Asarow Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Asarow
The light!
The sight;
Bright!
Like the flight;
With the might of love,
Helping you to overcome your emotions.
Asarow, saw, row, raw, as, so, or, war, wars!
The last time,
The last day;
But, to forget and forgive your enemies.
Hope!
The brave;
Free!
The slave;
And, to taste the apple of love in the land of peace.
This hope!
This love,
This care,
This joy;
With the muse of peace than war.
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