Justina Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Justina



Bring forth only the wind to cool up my body,
Because i am about to deliver a baby;
But to sway like a hut is not part of me,
Because i am Justina from the Land of the Bushmen!
And my father will be here tonight to talk to you.

Thursday, June 24, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,father,wind
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Edward Kofi Louis

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