Had Grown Out Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The muse of life in the land of peace!
it is very tender and, had grown out with the fruits of love;
With a place of sleep for him to rest and,
The love from her to care for him.

The muse of life in the land of joy!
It is for the sake of love to live in peace;
real, meal, heal, deal, teal, peal, seal, weal, veal, zeal!
But, pink and blue equals to violet.

The fabric of literature,
With kitchens and chickens;
And with fine flour in a new world!
But, i need sweet orange to quench my thirst.