The Resident Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The resident,
The president,
The incident,
The festival!
The accident,
Missing but not dead.

The precedence!
The attendance;
Ten, tension!
Wit a high-speed object;
Flare! !
With disorder on this earth today.

The resident,
There is still hope!
Impliedly;
With the muse of a solemn candle light in view.
The resident!
Revealed;
The incident!
Over the weekend;
In collaboration with the muse of the city.