Hell's Angels Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Hell's Angels



Hell's angels,
Real life is not noted on your muse;
So you cannot sent me an angel from your home.

Neditation,
I have had more headaches in this land than ever before!
But the earth traded with the ware of your love like,
The staff in your hands;
But i know who i am on this earth.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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