By The Wayside Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

By The Wayside



In the third hour,
In the six hour,
In the ninth hour;
With two blind men yby the wayside,
With a foal of a donkey.

Talents!
To stay and hope for help;
By the wayside,
However, enter into the joy of my mind and learn!
Deeply in touch with the muse of the world.

The truth!
You will surely find it when you search for it;
As the two blind men waited for help,
By the wayside.

Life!
Being on the rough road for many years,
But, with hope;
Still waiting for help,
In the ninth hour!
With the muse of the two blind men.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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