Walter, Alter! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The orange,
The range,
Fred, freed!
Strange in the garden of love;
Vintage!
Seeing it with the muse of your age.
Freed, fed!
Advantage to your eyes,
Viewing it,
The garden of love.
Red, read!
Of the passage;
Walking along the narrow path,
With the muse of your age.
Walter, alter!
Still on the hill and, viewing around;
To anjoy the view! !
With the muse of your sweet love.
Mark, ark!
Dew, drew, hew, chew, few, stew, brew, threw;
Bearing,
Wreckage!
Washed ashore,
Removed;
To erase the traces.