Harlem Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Harlem



Harlem, arm, am, me, ram, ear, era, hear, harm, ham, heal, he, her, helm, realm;
Jupiter's Moon!
Sitting down alone at the beach waiting for your lover,
With the great sense of humour and wit in the land of beautiful flowers.

Life,
Throwing more light on your status-quo in the land of the living;
And, exploiting the odds that you can make things better,
Tha tis why you are still sitting down alone at the beach waiting for your lover.

Love,
In alignment in what is in our hearts;
Like the orbit of the muse of the Dark Planet!
And, with the great sense of humour and wit in the land of beautiful flowers.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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