Danelaw Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Love,
It tastes lik sugar when, we all live in peace on this earth;
War!
It is very horrible;
Destroying each one of us.

The muse of life,
Like the golden needle with a thread;
To live longer or shorter on this earth,
According to the rules of the laws of nature.

The muse of love,
To stay very calm with the lasa;
Learning and becoming perfect with the time.

The caterpillar,
The butterfly,
The white horse;
With bubbles from the soap to activate the acts of life.

Danelaw, Dan, an, weal, lead, lad, led, law, we, ale, new, anew, dean, den, wan, wand and, end, wane;
But the sea never dries!
No matter howe many times we try to destroy it with the muse of war.

The population of the people on earth with the muse of the lifeystyles of mankind!
Like the number of the stars in the sky to teach us the truth about life;
The sheep,
The seep,
The sleep;
With the muse of love and the muse of the life aroud us today,
Let the truth touch the right people on earth who are really ready for it.