Lose,Loose! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Lose, loose!
Whose?
Those;

Yourself,
Myself,
Ourselves,
Themselves;

Chose,
Nose,
Hose,
Prose, pose, rose!
The purpose,
To propose;

With those items over there,
The Landscape! !
With the muse of the land.

He doesn't have my Notes,
She doesn't have my Notes,
But you had them last night;

Lose, loose!
With the muse of Summer's rain;

Outstanding!
Like the muse of winter's rain;

But i didn't have any idea that,
You were still searching for my works;
As they are today.