Bread And Stew 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Bread And Stew 2
Bread and stew of lentils,
Maids, aids!
A well of fresh water;
Chafing dish,
Behold the truth,
With the muse of true love.
To know yourself,
To know the way ahead,
For true love;
Hearth, earth!
Tasty food of true love.
She took a veil and covered herself,
As a sign of respect;
Muse!
Use,
Amuse;
The voice of Yaaqob and,
The hands of Esau! !
With the muse of the Open Sea.
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