Ready For A Ride Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Go amd wash yourself seven times in the river of love!
For, i wll be there waiting for you;
Because, i last met you when you were 18 years old.

The muse of life!
If i honour myself, my honour is nothing;
But, the donkeys and the horses tired over there are ready for a ride.

Kind, find, wind, mind, bind, blind, hind, grind!
With the high definitions of your love;
However, i do write that others may learn from my muse as well.