Wiles Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Wiles

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Wiles, is, lie, lies!
Fiery darts,
In them;
With the muse of the wicked ones around us today.

Channels,
Eroded soil!
According to the eye witness;
But, you are now haggard and tired.

The activities of the sect!
The source;
Confirming the claim,
With the muse of the wicked ones around us today.

Names and ranks!
But, i do see what you see in your land;
Hunt, manhunt!
But, what i know is not what you know;
Finding the solutions of the problems at hand.

Friday, September 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sobriety
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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