Without Spell! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Well,
Without spell!
Shell,
Not even hell;
To tell the truth,
Sell, bell, ell!
Dwell with prudence and face the truth.
Fair woman!
To look at;
A wise daughter makes a glad mother.

Love and life,
A wise son makes a glad father!
Seeing the cucumbers and the melons on your table.

Spirituality and humility,
Love and kindness,
Peace and joy! !
Like tears from the full moon;
With galic and onions.

The time capsule,
Seek the truth and ride along with it!
Points with questionable joints;
Facing the ways of life,
But listen to wisdom when it calls.

Where is she?
The only one for my heart,
The only one to satisfy my heart;
Where is she?
The one with the truth,
The very one with righteous morals.