Edward Kofi Louis
The Last Straw - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
The last straw,
Raw with the facts of the land;
As you saw the wicked acts of the people.
Like a mixed edition;
At the core,
Like the sore without a score.
Somebody is headinf towards you,
But, try to rub shoulders with the truth;
And, live in peace with the laws!
The laws of the land.
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