Forson Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Precious stones!
Dessolate;
For, Forson!
Upon many waters,
And like the fornication around you today.
For, fornication!
But, do think twice;
Because, Forson your friend is around with you! !
And, the sentence awaits you.
Mystery Babylon! !
Mystery Baby;
And like the seven bowls around you today,
But, into prediction with your muse.
For, Forson!
Let your friend guide and leand you well;
For, the bottomless pit is now closer to you,
Because of your evil thoughts.