Ferris Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Ferris
Old and new wine is robbing my people of their senses,
And justice has become injustice to them;
For a poisonous weed is growing around them.
Ferris, i am as dark as the desert tents of Kedar!
But beautiful as the curtains of King Solomon's Palace! !
And my conduct had opened important frontiers for me.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: frontiers,justice,senses
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