Love, truth, care, unity and peace!
You started the earth;
But, i am alive once again,
And, with the sweet muse of love.
Music and dancing!
With a ring on my hand;
But, the fattened calf was eaten.
Corn, born, thorn!
The Ghanaian born;
The poet,
And, with the muse of love.
Texel Island! !
Down there with your muse;
But, upon the muse of love i do rest my mind,
And like hope in the land of peace.
Bed Sheets!
Howuse Number 18;
She, her!
With 3-D pictures.
He, him!
House Number 13;
Seated in the land of hope,
And, with the muse of peace.
He his him!
With human elements;
Tender and peaceful with the muse of unity,
And, with red Grapes and White wine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem