The Bread Of Sorrows Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The Bread Of Sorrows



The bread of sorrows,
The arrow is now aimed at me for me to borrow for the morrow!
But, let peace be written on the walls of your love;
And, let blessings be seen in your place,
For, true love is better than the hate in this world.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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