Edward Kofi Louis
With Its Cry - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
10 years in hell! !
Under house arrest,
With no job and no money at hand,
But, think before you act in this life!
For the sake of peace, love and joy to all mankind.
With its cry,
To roam about in search of peace;
Flesh and blood,
With a long story to tell when i am out.
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