Mpiani
Nail, mail, fail, sail, wail, bail, trail;
But try to wet some and dry some!
For, this tap always flow out in the dry season.
A lifestyle,
To agitate;
And, living the natural way of life.
Culture,
Tradition,
To the society,
And to forge unity with one another;
But ensure peace wherever you are!
Quail, ail, grail, rail brail, frail, pail, jail;
Pending,
Unity,
Rural,
Chieftaincy!
But, i am Mpiani in the land of your sweet muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Eight Days old
A tall man and a short woman,
A tall woman and a short man,
All offerings must be salted!
Like the firstling of a donkey and,
Of food, clothing and shelter.
Eight days old,
Of widows and orphans in the days of slavery;
A judge must not show pity to the guilty.
Sail, wail, bail, fail;
Do not spread false report.
Hail, tail, pail, vail;
seek the habitation of your fathers for knowledge.
Nail, mail, jail, rail;
Do not murder anyone!
But use only honest weights and measures.
A message to your daughter-in-law,
A message to your son-in-law,
A message to your father-in-law,
A message to your mother-in-law,
Like the sheef of the firstfruits;
One love and one law to all.
The fire must be kept burning because,
I love to travel;
Your love must be kept touching because,
I love to write;
The vision must be kept going because,
I love to read;
Your dreams must be kept fulfilling because,
I love to paint;
The mission must be kept moving because,
I love to teach others;
Like seeking the habitations of your mothers where,
True love is planted by the rivers of waters.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Anja
A man kills his wife, two sons and himself!
Living in a land called 'Münsterland' like a Monster's Land;
But, what can we now do about it?
For, many are really disturbed in this life! !
However, we need true love in this life from each other to move on.
My love to you is like the outskirts of Axim!
And my name is Anja with this muse of love towards you;
But to learn to do the positive things always is like the muse of peace,
And, my love to you is like the Mississippi River in the land of your joy!
The truth about life is peace and love,
The truth about love is with care and unity,
And like the aroma of peace in the land of beautiful flowers!
But, hatred led a man to kill himself and his family in 'Münsterland'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Unity America
God said let there be light; and there was
light. Let there be life and there was life.
Let peace abide;
Let us join hands together with faith, hope
and charity that one day we will all come
together as one.
Let there be peace we cry out Lord, unity,
togetherness. See the world crying in
turmoil what shall we do? We can hear the
bells of hope ringing high from above for
freedom, freedom America.
Let the praises cry out loud for the whole
world to hear. Singing unity, praying unity
America for unity cries out, unity cries out
Unity America
poem by Cassandra Mitchum
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The Lure of Being Lured
Why do they constantly try?
When each time fail.
A lure of no avail
Catch a piece of the sky
An endeavor forever to set sail.
The wind howls then makes one last wail.
Dark clouds cover another sunrise
Dumping the sand of time in a giant pail.
Down comes the hammer smashing one last nail.
Never to make a compromise
The darkness will never prevail
Even in the hardest hail
Just a man in a disguise
His voice so frail
His breath so stale.
To the rise
Even a slug can't forever fail
Just breath then exhale.
One last good bye
Just down some ale.
For here comes that cab you must hale
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Peace And Unity
Peace O peace let it be, let it be,
among Islands near and far,
with colour and creed no bar
by working together in unity.
Peace O peace let it be, let it be,
and to south East Asia show,
how our friendship can grow
by working together in unity.
Peace O peace let it be, let it be,
with people of the Pacific Ocean,
all keeping peace in motion
by working together in unity.
poem by Noline A.V. Johnson
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11.11.11
Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.
At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !
You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.
11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.
You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.
You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Whale of a Tale
Hail bishop with memory frail
wound up when night's sup d[r]owned pale ale,
in Tooting Bec Garden
sin rooting wreck, hard-on,
but confessions too catholic fail.
Head made headlines, unfortunate tale,
he could make neither heads or tails, bail
may be sought for the sot
got his lot, potty plot
grows thicker, and sicker, all quail.
For at least from his priests rose gale wail
on the whale of the tale, they'd prevail
on the bish with boys' toys
who should fish for souls' buoys,
for repentance for leaving gael trail.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Ghana's Most Beautiful
When drums are head
when beads on the ankle rattle
when flute gives it traditional rhythm
one thing comes in mind, the lives of our fathers
the rhythm of their heart beat.
Their quest for unity. We display them
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our region.
We represent our culture and the beauty of
Ghanaians.
Our culture and hospitality makes alien natives
of our land
we are Ghana's most beautiful.
We are women of diverse culture
but common history.
We use beauty to promote unity
we use beauty to discourage conflict.
We use beauty to tell you, your history.
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our society.
poem by Lovett Listowell
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My Lover's Nakedness
The sweet of my lover's nakedness!
And like the muse of my mind with the joy of peace;
But, with the gladness of the heart in unity as one.
Riddlde it out and learn from my muse,
Puzzle it out and give me ear when i do speak;
And like the sweet of my lover's nakedness,
For, this parable is like a joyous land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Holloway Jail
They took my baby, to holloway jail,
They took my baby, down holloway jail,
She was a lady, when she went in,
Now shes in jail, and its giving me hell.
She was succeeding in the city,
She was just beginning to excel,
Then a spiv named frankie simes
Led her to a life of crime,
And led her on the downward trail.
Frankie came home late from work one evening,
The c.l.d. were hot on his trail,
Frankie promised everything,
And then he went and turned her in,
She went and took the rap for him,
Now shes impaled in holloway jail.
They took my baby, down holloway jail,
They took my baby, to holloway jail,
There aint no pity, there aint no bail,
And she assures me that its living hell.
She was young and ever so pretty,
Now she looks so old and pale,
She never sees the day,
She wastes her life away,
Sitting in that prison cell.
They took my baby to holloway jail,
They took my baby, down holloway jail,
She was a lady when she went in,
Now shes in jail, and its giving me hell.
Shes impaled, in holloway jail.
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The Lion II
I am the lion of Africa!
But, living in the jungle of peace;
I do spring out with my tail for many to follow,
However, i do speak tendering words with my lover.
The lion!
Life is guided by the muse of love;
And like where peace, unity and joy do live.
Sow on my land and enjoy the fruits of your labour! !
For, i am living in the jungle of love;
And, i want to care for you.
I am living in the jungle of peace with lot of visions,
In the very place of mystery!
But, with a secret journey to reach out to your heart;
For, i am the lion of Africa and,
I am ready to share my jungle with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Garfield
Garfield, dial, rail, grail, field, fed, lie, gale, fear, fail, failed, die!
Bare, dare;
Ware, are;
But, learning to become perfect in the land of your muse.
Garfield, Gad, if, far, era, deal, lead, rig, air, grade, raid, are, lied, dire!
Mare, fare;
Care, hare;
But, try to be with the laws and learn to become perfect in life.
Garfield, laid, fare, gal, fade, liar, rag, girl, Graf, ear, fair, dear, life!
Pare, rare;
Stare, tare;
And like the muse of peace in the land of your muse after the war.
Garfield, read, dare, drag, ride, aid, aide, gear, ale, file, filed, derail, fire!
But birds of the same feathers flock together;
However, you need to learn from your past mistakes to become perfect,
Because, everybody comes out with new things and new ideads on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Double Ballad Of Life And Death
Fools may pine, and sots may swill,
Cynics gibe, and prophets rail,
Moralists may scourge and drill,
Preachers prose, and fainthearts quail.
Let them whine, or threat, or wail!
Till the touch of Circumstance
Down to darkness sink the scale,
Fate’s a fiddler, Life’s a dance.
What if skies be wan and chill?
What if winds be harsh and stale?
Presently the east will thrill,
And the sad and shrunken sail
Bellying with a kindly gale,
Bear you sunwards, while your chance
Sends you back the hopeful hail: -
‘Fate’s a fiddler, Life’s a dance.’
Idle shot or coming bill,
Hapless love or broken bail,
Gulp it (never chew your pill!)
And if Burgundy should fail,
Try the humbler pot of ail!
Over all is heaven’s expanse.
Gold’s to find among the shale,
Fate’s a fiddler, Life’s a dance.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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So Deep With Your Lifestyle
Something different,
Something within you,
Giving you the message;
With your works,
With your letters,
With your words,
With your muse,
With your unity!
So deep with your lifestyle.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Augustina
The land of peace and the land of war!
The mind of joy and the muse of love!
With all the workers of this world;
But, who the cap fits must always wear it.
Joy to the workers of peace,
Love to the people of joy!
Care in the land of unity;
But, i am here in search of Augustina! !
For, i have a message for her.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Money For Sarah
Send this money to sarah and,
Let her be under the roof of love!
For, she needs shelter and care;
And like the muse of unity in the land of peace.
Money ofr Sarah!
Love is the key and peace is the way;
And like the official records in the land of her muse.
Send money for Sarah and let her survive!
For, things are very hard for her in the land of trouble;
And, she needs help from me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Peace is not unity in similarity but unity in diversity, in the comparison and conciliation of differences. And, ideally, peace means the absence of violence. It is an ethical value.
quote by Mikhail Gorbachev
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Song Of The Rail
Oh, an ugly thing is an iron rail,
Black, with its face to the dust.
But it carries a message where winged things fail;
It crosses the mountains, and catches the trail,
While the winds and the sea make sport of a sail;
Oh, a rail is a friend to trust.
The iron rail, with its face to the sod,
Is only a bar of ore;
Yet it speeds where never a foot has trod;
And the narrow path where it leads, grows broad;
And it speaks to the world in the voice of God;
That echoes from shore to shore.
Though the iron rail, on the earth down flung,
Seems kin to the loam and the soil,
Wherever its high shrill note is sung,
Out of the jungle fair homes have sprung,
And the voices of babel find one tongue,
In the common language of toil.
Of priest, and warrior, and conquering king,
Of Knights of the Holy Grail,
Of wonders of winter, and glories of spring,
Always and ever the poets sing;
But the great God-Force, in a lowly thing,
I sing, in my song of the rail.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Angus
Teaching and learning,
In the auditorium with the muse of love;
But the ongoing lectures are like the muse of peace,
And like Angus your friend who is now receiving treatment in the land of care.
Manpower,
Indicated,
Laboratory,
Enable,
Benefit,
Teaching and learning in the name of love! !
But let us always listen to the teacher around,
For the truth is like kindness, care, unity, peace and joy to meet up with your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Utopian Life!
Utopia is where divine life is!
Wars are the hurdles to utopia.
Education should make all gentle;
Socialistic society comes of education.
Democratic value increases by it;
A pluralistic society allows diversity;
Unity in diversity is possible there.
Knowledge based society lives well;
Best of thoughts, talks and deeds is culture;
Civilisation based on that culture is real!
Knowledge and existence are made stable there
Paving the way for love and higher pursuits and
Lead all in the exploration of ultimate reality
And the way to reach the absolute in bliss ever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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