Broken Up 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Broken Up 2



Broken up! !
The skies distilled the dew;
Hew,
Grew,
Drew,
Few,
Like your stew!
With the muse of life.
Still with your love till the end,
Hill, skill, mill, drill, fill, will!
Not with the pill;
Not to kill your neighbour,
Distill your mind with the truth.

Saturday, June 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical ,rhyme royal,wrong vs. right
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