Format Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When a child is born,
Who knows whether the child will be wise or foolish? !
But thr frustration of the mind had led many astray.
There is nothing new under the sun,
For all had been done before in a different format;
And we have to accept some things are they are with us today.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: child,frustration
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