My Teacher Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

My Teacher



Unveiled faces,
In weariness and toil;
Unspoken words,
In hunger and thirst;
Tablets and stones,
In the cold and of the nakedness;
And like a beast bigger than a baby's head.
Empty pride,
There is a window in the wall!
And of the present evil age of mankind;
But the heir is still an infant.
The flesh of the heart and,
The vine and the vinedresser;
Let down in the basket is youe love because,
The king is now on the donkey.
The fragrance of knowledge is like,
The words of my teacher;
But the law is my aroma and,
Wisdom is my teacher of love.
Come with the spirit of understanding and,
Let me care for your love;
For the hired men and women are full of toil!
And like a window in the wall of the earth.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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