Of A Lizard Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Of A Lizard



My right-eye is swollen like a wake-up call!
But, how can i see without medication?
My mind is activated and, who can take care of this eye?
I need the local medicine prescribed by my mother,
Because i have no money to visit the Doctor.
Sad as a Ghanaian,
I am noted with my words!
And, with the words of my mother like the words of Africa.
No work and no money,
With no doctors to visit on this issue;
But, sharp as a knife,
My mind speaks as you read on.
'Take the white from the faeces of a lizard;
And, mix it with water to apply it to your swollen eye'!
Of the words spoken by my mother;
And, this was the very local African Medicine for my eye.
Here in Africa!
We have more to do for our own survival;
And, here at home,
I do have more to learn as well;
Applying this method to my eye solved it all.
So, the Doctors should learn from it as well!
Maybe, they need the chemical make up of these faeces.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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