Jita Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Jita
Oh my sweet Jita!
Think of your four years in prison then,
Then you will still learn more about life.
Think of the problems around youtoday and,
Of your expereinces in the prison;
For we are all in chains in this world! !
But the wind blows to where it will and
No one knows where the wind comes from.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
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