52! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

52!
Chosen few;
On this earth,
As written by the laws.

52!
Chosen few,
As seen afar;
Written for the benefit of the last genration.

The muse of life!
Let your speech always be with love;
For, we need the laws of peace than,
With the bullets of war.

The muse of life,
A lot is wrong with our genration!
This last generation;
And, with vain babblings from the mouths of those who are not ready for peace.

52!
To come out of the mouth of the lion;
Blessed,
The chosen few;
In the mist of the wolves pf this world who are not ready for the truth.