Like A Prized Possession Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Your deeds are known in the land,
But you need the works of the truth!
Able to teach you;
To seek for peace than war.

To flourish! !
To overcome fear,
To rejoice with the truth;
With a peaceful mind.

Flour, flourish!
In the land;
With the muse of your lovely heart,
Attaining the works of the truth.

Wine and oil,
To satisfy your muse;
Living in unity,
Without hurting your neighbours.

Your status!
With the muse of your mind;
The truth is like a prized possession!
And like the obssession of the heart.

Sin!
Guilty of blood;
The whole head is sick and, The whole heart is faint! !
However, try to paint your mind with the works of the truth and live.

To revolt against righteous laws,
Leading you into sin,
The sins of the world;
Killing and destroying in the name of war! !
However, you need the works of the truth;
Able to teach and guide you on,
Because, we need peace than war.