Bridle, Riddle! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Bridle, Riddle!



Bridle, riddle!
You lust but you do not have;
So, you murder and you covet!
And, still cannot obtain everything in life.

Bridle, riddle!
With the wars and fighting among you;
The wrong purpose of life,
With the pleasures of this world today.

Life,
The spirit that dwells in lust leads to envy others!
Well-known,
And, well expressed.

Proud, round!
Double-minded;
You lust but you do not have,
So, you've now turned to war! !
Killing and destroying the properties of others.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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