Vita Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Vita
Vita, it, at, vat;
Stauch!
Misery,
In the wilderness;
Out of frustation.
Properity,
Astounded! !
Decay,
Discrimination;
Incompetence.
The dream of Greener pasture gone sour!
Of the dreams of life;
Pour, sour, dour, lour, four, our, your, tour, hour!
To take stock;
To accept your mistakes,
Ambitious! !
And, to overcome litigations with the sweet muse of love.
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