Dede
Wop, sop, top, flop, prop;
Stumbling across the sands of Africa!
But, i am Dede in the land of your muse.
Hop, drop, mop, cop, bop, crop;
Out of love and out of peace,
But, i am Dede in the land of your muse.
Slop, glop, kop, lop, pop;
It is touching me and i can feel it! !
But walled off for convenience sake.
Out lout, rout, flout, put, but, clout, cut;
With ample space in front of you!
But, i am her to stay because of your love.
Bout, gut, grout, shout, stout;
Stumbling across the sands of Africa!
But, i am Dede in the land of your muse,
And, i do have something special for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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So long, too long!
So long, too long!
Back in the days and back in time;
Struggling from the roots of Africa to identify myself;
But, born in 1961! !
So long, too long!
From yesterday with my muse of love;
And like today with the problems of the earth,
But, is this the future? ! !
The African story,
The African struggle,
The African muse,
The African experience,
The African hardships,
With the hustle and bustle to identify myself to the status of this world;
But, i am still moving on without giving up! !
For, nobody knows tomorrow.
So long, too long!
But, all the fingers are not equal;
And like the movements of the snail and tortoise,
However, i will surely reach there when you also do get there.
This life,
This muse,
This continent,
This mind,
This writer and his story! !
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is my life,
This is my muse,
This is my mind,
This is myact,
And, i am now presenting my love to you;
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
1961,
Born in Africa;
Yes, from 1961 to the present time! !
Struggling to make ends meet;
And, like the life seen in the slums of Africa!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Africa, Africa, Africa, Africa! ! !
The land of my birth and my homeland;
But, i am still finding my way through the dark forest to represent myself to the world,
With hopes and dreams every now ansd then without giving up!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Back in the days,
Oh yes! ! And, like the days of yesterday gone by;
But today, you can read my lines to know who i am!
And like the muse of sweet love in the land of peace,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is it,
This is me,
That is it,
That is my muse,
Here i am and, this is my mind! !
With the sweet love from my heart brewed in the African Pot;
Touching the minds of many and, ready to educate others,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
Come and enter into my world so sweet with your love,
Come and taste the muse of my love with your mind,
And like the aroma of sweet love from the bed of roses;
Where, the delight of love is crowned with peace and care,
But, this journey on this earth started from my mother's womb.
Oh yes! ! in the land of Africa to represent my muse;
Out of the womb of my mother to cry out to the world! !
And like the tears of love in the land of beautiful flowers,
However, it has taken me so long, too long!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Desiree And Michel
Special regards to Desiree and Michel,
The muse of love showers on you people;
For, you saw the drummer playing his drum and,
You followed him to his hometown! !
And like the sweet muse of love in the land of peace.
Your desire is like the muse of love oh Desiree!
So, thanks for your offer and thanks for the money;
Your identity is like the muse of peace oh Michel!
So, thanks for youe offer and thanks for the money;
For, the muse of the drummer in Africa will always guide you people.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mike's Wife
Mike's wife is pregnant! !
And, we have to find a way for a safe delivery;
For the muse of the land of Africa is like war!
Miss,
Kiss. his, with,
Her,
Work, To,
Hiss,
And like the muse of Africa! !
But we need peace to understand this issue at hand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Mind!
Creative mind!
In the land of the heart of your muse to satisfy me;
But, what about those in the snow?
Creative mind!
Out of love in the land of your muse;
But, are you ready to learn? ! !
For, the muse of this love is all about us.
Creative mind!
Justified by the muse of your love;
And like your works as seen by all,
But, try to be yourself always.
Creative mind!
Love it and enjoy it and play with it;
For, the muse of my love is very fast and very easy! !
And like the joy around you in the land of peace,
But, try to understand my sweet muse of love always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Spirit Of St. Louis
In my consirtium,
In my realm,
In my apartment,
And like thr spirit of St. Louis in the land of my muse;
But this world is full of sins.
Three months of studies and three months of love,
But Thomas Alva Edison taught himself everything that he knew;
And he became a great man! !
As he also invented the phonograph in 1877,
But cry the beloved child of Africa.
Achilles dipped into the River Styx,
But i was born on Friday the 13th of October 1961;
In the very time when the cameras around could not take my picture.
My image at birth was very hard for the cameras,
But do kiss the missing birds when i am about to touch you with my love;
For my words are more imaginative than ever!
And like Thomas Alva Edison who taught himself.
Talented from the womb of my mother, 'Catherine Esi Dede Mensah';
I came out into the world to understand the muse of love and hate,
And like the spirit of St. Louis in the land of your muse.
Art and craft were my hobbies,
Taught to me as well by my mother to enhance my future!
Since she studied embroidery and catering,
But my imaginations are what i do share with the world today.
I won my first Art Competition at the age of 12,
And i took up the spirit of St. Louis to enhance my status;
However, growing up in Africa wasn't all that easy.
This was the impetus of a gifted child,
Born in Africa to respect the muse of love;
And with the normal school to attend as a sign of honour,
But how can this system understand my status-quo?
The vice-versa was not what i met,
And i was not interested in many subjects;
But Fine Art and Mathematics were my two best subjects!
And probably, i gained the avantage of the mathematics from my father;
'Vincent Kweku Louis', who studied Architecture! !
And many are the buildings in Ghana today built by him.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa II.
Love and peace to you from the mind of the African,
For Mama Africa is here to stay;
And of the great love from the muse of Africa,
So pay us a visit to see what we are made of.
Mama Africa will great you with the muse of all the animals,
And like the heat of the sun that blesses us all day long;
But in Africa with hope to teach many with our culture.
The care of Mother Africa is here for you,
For Mama Africa will care for you whenever you do visit us;
Because we have a lot to share with the whole world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Will... II.
We are obligated to thank you for your visit,
And Mama Africa will always be there for you;
Because the light of this continent shines all year round,
And like the muse of your love that attracted us to you.
Love to everyone on this earth,
For the Africans have a story to tell;
And Mama Africa will guide you on with her muse of peace.
Come! And let Mama Africa admire you! !
For Mama Africa will be the centre of your mission;
Because we have hope in whatever we do in Africa.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Oh Africa my Africa
Oh Africa my Africa land of diamonds. Oh africa my Africa land of great kings Shaka, Haile Silasi, mandela to name a few. Oh mother Africa my Africa rich in gold.oh Africa my africa full of beautful women. Yes africa my africa land of real nature.
poem by George mwandu
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Castro II
A letter to Castro my friend,
A message to Castro my friend,
Including his friends and family members!
But, his works are now announced in the media;
So, i need an invitation to meet him,
For, i have a personal letter at hand to hand over to him.
Bop, lop, pop, wop, mop, cop, drop, hop;
And like a young church in the land of your muse!
But allow me to meet my friend called Castro.
Glop, kop, crop, sop, strop, slop, shop, flop, fop;
And like being in the desert with my sunglasses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Is Like My Muse
I am from Africa and i love my muse,
But you will enjoy your stay when you do visit us;
Because Mama Africa is like my muse of love,
So come ans see things with your own eyes.
Come and let me take you round,
For this continent has more to the eyes than you think;
And like the muse of love that is protected with care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Africa's Praying
Let justice shield us
Yes indeed, be our defense
In this land
In Africa
Let there be a rain of blessing
Yes indeed, abundance in our store house
In this nation
In Africa
Heal our land, give us a cure
Unveil our vision
In this land
In Africa
Forgive us our debts
We are born debtors
In this land
In Africa
We will always remember your praise
When we walk in liberty
Oh Thou our God
In Africa
Let us lead again, with treasures
As in the days of old
This land
In Africa
We pray thee of highest heavens
We ascribe you all the greatness
We in this land
In Africa
poem by charles K wanjohi
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Alternative II
Alternative, native, altar, alter, at, in, an, tin, tan, net, ten, heat, tea, eat;
Feel my love and feel the difference,
And like a colourful bird in the land of your muse.
Alternative, riven, rivet, tale, later, late, veer, veil, era, ear, are, ant, sate;
Feel my muse and feel my mind,
And like a singing bird in the land of your muse.
Alternative, tree, rate, van, vet, vain, vat, tail, tie, tear, rat, tar, naive, it;
And to satisfy the desire of your love in the land of your muse!
But i am all that you need on this side of the river.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Emell
This muse of love is like how to write a song,
This muse of care is like how to write a poem,
This muse of peace is like how to write a stroy,
This muse of joy is like how to write a book,
But, i am now delivered with the muse of your love!
Because, i now live in the land of your muse and,
You are called Emell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sunshine Susie
Red dot,
'E 10-Spirit and E 5-Super'!
Arm in arm with you in the land of love,
But you were born this way.
Strong and powerful!
The strength of your muse is the joy of peace;
So come and open up the doors of your love,
And like a ram's horn in the land of your muse.
Sunshine Susie!
Some people wait for a life time for a moment like this;
But this red dot is all about your muse,
For we are very compact to each other!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Best Day
The power of love,
The power of a muse;
The power of romance,
The power of a Kiss;
This is the best day of my life.
It is raining cats and dogs,
It is raining elephants and timbers,
With the rainbow to see on this love;
Of sunshine and rain to see the rainbow of my lover,
Like an Anaconda catcher in Africa.
To the land of men,
To the land of women,
To the land of children,
To the land of love;
This is the best day of my life.
To muse with your love is like,
To be very deep inside you;
Like the life in the land of red light where,
The sunshine and the rain meet to form the rainbow!
This is the best day of my life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Can't Do Without Me! !
You can't do without me! !
For i am always on your side;
But, this muse of love is what you now need,
Because, the rainbow ia now looking direct at you.
You can't do without me! !
For i am now here to stay;
And like the muse of peace in the land of your care,
But i am ready to find you and satisfy you with what is hidden in this well.
Put your hope on me and let me satisfy you with my love,
Put your care on me and let me lead you on through the right path,
Put your trust in me and let me guide your ways! !
For, you can't do without me;
And like the muse of love in the land of many waters,
However, let me be the one to lead you on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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100,000 Days Of Love
I need it from you,
So give it to me!
And like 100,000 days of love in the land of your muse;
But, when will you allow me in?
Yazoo River,
In the land of my muse and with the mind of peace;
But where is the beginning and the end of this river?
Because, crossing over this river is my dearest dream!
And like 100,000 days of love in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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African Spokesman
I am the African Spokesman and,
I have something for you;
Because, the muse of my African Stew tastes different from yours!
And, it is infused with a special ingredient from the African Soil.
I am the muse that you are reading and,
I am the African Child with my words so sweet! !
And like the love of your mind without the wars around you;
Because, i am always for the peace of this world.
I am the African Spokesman and,
I am presenting the muse of my mind from Africa to educate you;
For, mankind had now made more amumunitions for war!
But, we really don't need them when, we talk about peace on this earth.
Listen and look for peace around you always,
Learn and care for others around you always,
For education is not always about degrees! !
Because, the very professors are the very ones who made these weapons of war.
The African Spokesman is what i am,
Along the streets of Africa and around the hiding places of the ghettoes!
For, i have seen many things in my life and, i have more to tell to you;
But, like the colours of the rainbow,
We need to love each other in the name of the colours that nature gave us.
I am the African Spokesman and,
I have something for you;
But, if you listen very carefully, you will feel the muse of my love around you!
Because, this world is now being captured by the weapons of war than peace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Oh It Is Africa
Oh it is Africa
Oh Africa it is my mother land
land of milk and honey
land of natural beauty
Oh Africa land is where i live
Oh Africa is
A land blessed by God himself
On the day of creation
God threw diamond like stone
gold like rain
He dropped crude oil like rain
Oh Africa
land of milk and honey
Oh Africa
Guns and bombs, tears and mud
Luxury limos race through blood
But bound by debt to hopelessness
poem by Lizzie Davis
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