Nicholson Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Nicholson



Striving to be famous and learning how to be straight always;
But, humanised by the military forces around me today!
However, this struggle satrted in 1983,
And, i am called Nicolson.
Five years in the bush from the face of war!
With starvation and hunger to respect my muse;
But, where are the very positive people on this earth today?
For, i have to get out ot this bush to find my way to freedom.

Friday, August 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,respect,today
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