Golden Boy Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Golden Boy
The golden boy is asleep but the beautiful girls do walk around him,
So why have you hidden your sweet love from me?
For the days are like the rivers of Damascus,
But i know an apple when i do see one!
You left in a rage because of his majestic thing! !
But i will restore your like the flesh of a little child;
Because your Red Stew met my Red Soil last night.
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