The Uneasy Psyche Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Of the uneasy psyche,
I have longed to see my wife;
But love and disappointment had sent me into the bush.
Of the uneasy psyche,
This is the exploration of the infinite repercussions;
Like our actions against the finite possibilities!
Of the uneasy psyche,
I called and she was not at home;
Of the uneasy psyche,
I looked and i could not find her;
So i took up my pen into writing,
Like a fisherman with his net.

Of a written message with sensitivity and insight,
But do i have to stifle into memories? !
What uneasy psyche when,
I cannot find my wife;
Oh no! ! Who has seen her?
Please, don't let the habitual ennui shatter our love;
When you can easily put away the past.
Of our actions against the finite possibilities,
Of our hopes and dreams;
Like a fisherman's hope when he draws his net.