Tinga Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Tinga



The shining hour,
Hell Tinga in the land of my muse;
For the war on drugs have killed many,
And like the starving ghetto people everywhere in the world.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: muse,drugs,war
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Edward Kofi Louis

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