Nasigri Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Your temper is as bad as a man with whitlows,
But i am here to show you the way to doing things with love and care;
for a man og honour doesn't need to fight,
And like the sense of maturity in the land of your muse.
I am here to show you the way of love and sincere care,
So lean on me and let me help you with the sweet muse of my mind;
For, we are all the victims of the circumstances on this earth,
And i know how the river feels when it enters the sea!
But, the night is still young in this village called Nasigri.