Why Is It So? Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Why Is It So?
The wicked muse of life!
On this earth;
With human parts for sale,
But, why is it so?
The muse of the wicked world!
With the evils of the underground world;
And, with allegations.
Came, shame, same, lame!
With corpses;
But, why is it so?
The destroyer!
Of human parts being sold in the world;
With the professionals at hand.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
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