Farmers Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Village Farmers,
Roses,
Pram, ram!
With the roses of love;
On the farm.

Shades of green,
Shades of love,
Dreams!
But, with no food when, there are no farmers;
Still water! !
Misty upon the bay.

Pots of flowers!
With the beauty in the garden of love;
Knowing the truth and living with the truth,
In merry mood.

Retired! !
With the beauty in the garden of love;
The confidence of your mind,
The love from your heart,
Always waiting by the door of the truth.

Something different,
With light in the dark!
Glad to be there,
Helping the farmers,
Like the muse of a city full of gold.