Matured Enough Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Matured enough!
Like the hill that prevails;
Assimulated with the muse of life.

You got your Degrees from the Streets,
With the muse of the pleasures of your past;
As far as the eyes can see.

Wisdom has no Certificate and, it is not for sale!
But, with the message of a positive sense from a realm;
Able to teach us on earth.

Imported democracy! !
Wrapped in an enigma;
By proxy!
Being put to bed today without any reason.

Lime, dime, crime, prime, time!
With eyes centred on the works of nature;
Able to understand your status among your peers,
However, i am like the sea of tranquility around you.