My Storyline Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The ear hears words as the mouth eats food,
But my ink flows to tell you a story.
A bard's storyline like my storyline,
A film's storyline like my storyline,
With the children of a mixed race amons us like,
The work of the Creator with His creation.

The writer and his words,
The ear hear words as the mouth eats food;
Do the sitting as i do the knitting,
Do the strutting as i do the remitting,
Do the batting as i do the betting,
Do the totting as i do the vetting,
Do the fitting as i do the netting,
Do the spitting as i do the jetting,
Do the spatting as i do the putting,
Do the getting as i do the petting,
Do the letting as i do the twitting,
Do the quitting as i do the potting,
Do the wetting as i do the tatting,
But where there is a will there is hope with the fatting!

Of a bard's storyline like my storyline,
Of a film's storyline like my storyline,
But death comes and there is no where to hide.
Genes are made from DNA,
So do learn about condomise and bedmatics;
With all the problems in this world.

This is my life,
This is my world,
This is my time,
This is my poem,
This is my style,
And our brains can be regarded as collaterals.