His Work Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

He brews his beer and,
Frees his mind with his work;
Love!
Like the muse of a new born baby;
But, he frees his mind with the muse of his work.

Cape, escape!
To escape from the ways of the world and,
To concentrate on his work;
And, he brews his beer to free his mind from the world with the muse of his work.

Perfect, prefect!
Post, cost, most, lost, host, ghost, frost;
And like trousers made from goat's skin.
Confidence!
Endurance,
He brews his beer;
Learning and teaching others for 9 weeks at his place of work.