At The Gate 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Bare!
Rare,
Care,
Ware,
With the rate of life;
We are what we eat!
We are what we write!
The very words coming out of our mouths.

Date late, mate!
At the gate,
With a plate in your hand;
The pledge of your love.

Sledge, edge!
Stage,
Sage,
The passage;
With the muse of your age.

Fuse,
Use,
Muse! !
Not to refuse the truth.

Words and works,
Acts and facts,
Love and life,
Your works in your land!
Your words to the world,
Your style,
Your identify,
Vintage, vantage!
Advantage with your muse;
You are what you watch!
And what you read.