Edward Kofi Louis

Gold Star - 423,442 Points (13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Sampson - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

You are the son of my sorrow! !
So, tomorrow i will borrow to satisfy your muse;
For, the arrows of hatred are now aiming at me.

A drink offering,
A pillar of stone,
With the fruitfulness of the laws on my affliction;
But, my love is now buried under this great tree.

Oh Sampson! !
To live in love, peace and unity;
But, you are the son of my sorrow,
And now, i have to borrow to satisfy you tomorrow.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2012

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