Edward Kofi Louis
In Your Dwelling Place - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Do not be afraid when someone becomes rich!
For he or she will take nothing away when he or she dies.
Adopt, adapt, approved!
From the rising of the sun to its going down,
And like the perfect beauty in the land of your muse;
But a he-goat and a she-goat are now seen in your dwelling places.
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