Oteng Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Oteng



A third part of mankind killed over a fourth part of the earth,
Invented by the works of our hands!
But the nuclear war will darken the sun;
And like the muse of my lover in the land of trouble!
But, i am Oteng with the words of peace.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: muse,war
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Edward Kofi Louis

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