Rokia
Why did you not come to my my lover? !
For the money stayed with me like,
Baal and Baalam in the land of your muse.
Why did you not come to me my lover? !
For i have been waiting all night long at the gaste of love;
But, Adonim and Elohim have eaten up the minds of your neighbours.
I have thrity donkeys in thiry cities! !
So come and stay with me my love and let me introduce them to you;
For you are very beautiful to behold oh my sweet Rokia!
And like the hairy garment all around you in the land of your sweet muse.
You are like the giraffe and the zebra in the land of my joy!
And likke the muster of this love in the thick forest;
But, you are now sitting under the palm tree alone waiting for me;
All the same, blow the trumopet of love and let me take you in,
For i have now seen the evidence of your virginity.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Virginia
The body needs a certain amount of rest to repair itself;
So, let me love you and lead you on! !
For, my name is Virginia and i am in love with you;
So, tell me if you want to be my lover.
I am the toast of the audience in this town but,
I need a man of my own to share this muse of love with;
And like the joy of peace in the land of the rainbow! !
But, tell me if you are the one with the gold fingers of love.
Come! And you will surely cherish my love;
Come, for you are the one very i need in this land;
And, you are with the very gold fingers.
This love is like the 'Vienna Convention',
This muse is like the colours of the rainbow,
And like the joy of sweet love in the land of beautiful flowers!
For, i have a lot to share with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Six Steps
Take six steps towards me my love and,
Let me hold you in my arms;
For i am on the first floor waiting for you,
And like the joy of peace in the land of unity.
Hammer, chisel and iron! !
Your love is under construction;
But take six steps towards me my love,
And, let me hold you in my sweet arms of love.
Saws, iron picks and axes! !
I am in the thick forest of love waiting for you;
And, i can see the burning bush afar off!
So. let me watch my steps to get out of this bush,
For your love is all that i need.
Take six steps towards me my love and,
Let me hold you in my arms;
For the sea around you has become rough because of the great wind that blew! !
And like the care of your neighbours in the land of your muse,
But, i want to save you and take care of you in my lovely arms!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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Ahinful
In the thick forest of my own village,
With the light from the moon to guide us on;
But, this valley is 12 feet wide! !
And like the muse of love in the land of many roses.
Stand, brand, and, strand, band, grand, land, Ireland;
And like the muse of love around a candle stand,
But this moon gives us light in the dark around this village.
Words!
Being with the muse of kindness;
Love!
Being with a child in this village;
Works!
Labouring in pain;
But near at hand to respect your muse! !
For, the light of the moon guides us on in this village.
Plan and scheme,
Hope and dreams,
Works and acts,
And, to secure a place! !
But, Ahinful my lover is still in the thick forest.
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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Panama
I am from Panama and i am full of words,
So come and let me show you my concubines;
Then, you can explore my sweet love.
With two legs and two eyes,
With two hands and two ears,
And like the two pillars of love!
For, i am looking for a place to stay with this sweet muse.
They ate, drank and slept together! !
So, stay the night and enjoy yourself with my love;
And like 'Dr. Flash Hour' at the rush hour of the day!
But if only if i could hold your breasts and kiss you,
Then i will know your mind on this love.
If only if i could kiss your lips and love,
And like the sweet muse of love being reflected in the mirror! !
For i need ylou and i want your naked body beside me,
And like my concubines in the land of my muse.
Yes, come to Panama to enjoy my muse with the red roses of love,
For, i am loooking for a place to stay with this sweet muse of mine;
And, you are all that i need.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Asinga
Cat walk,
Dog walk,
Horse walk,
Cow walk;
And like an open window in the land of your sweet muse,
But, remember me when you get there!
For, i am Asinga in the sweet land of love.
It was blue but,
It became white later!
It was red but,
It became yellow later!
And like the muse of my friend in the land of joy! !
But, i saw the lonely star up high waiting for me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fatronat
'Fatronat', fat, on, an, to, no, far, tar, rat, not, ton, oat, afar! !
But, go inside and enjoy it with the muse of your love;
For, it has been prepared for you today in the land of joy.
Just over here,
Just for you to rejoice over it with the sweet muse of your love!
And like the classical music playing around;
But, the beauty of the cave over here is just like,
The sweet muse of your love in this land of joy! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wash It Well
Wash it well and present it nicely to your lover,
For this is about the muse of love in the land of beautiful roses;
And like the joy in the land of peace,
But, this sweet love is all about you.
Shape, ape, cape, rape, drape, crape, grape, nape, jape, tape;
Setting it well and getting in,
But was it well and present it very nicely for your lover!
For, walking in into this game is like the rivers of waters.
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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Chidi
Of the Niger Delta crises and the love of your muse,
And like the 'Ekiti Elections crises' to clear my view;
But greater in merit is what i need from you my love,
Because the whole world is watching us.
To bring forth the bud of your love to me and,
Shedding no tears of love on this matter;
For my name is Chidi from the land of the crises,
A place where i found my lover.
Oh my beautiful one,
You are the right one in my eyes;
And my vineyard of love is set for you only.
Do i need to nag you my love?
And out of the thick forest with the red stew;
But try to eat nothing unclean to night,
For i have more that meets your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Ghanaian Woman
I see you but not now,
I behold you but not near,
For i am a Ghanaian woman on the verge of your love;
So let me come to you with my sweet love.
Maybe you are very far from home with another lover,
And of the beauty of her flowers which is wet always;
but i will rise up early in the morning to seek for you.
I cannot sleep alone without you,
So do saddle your donkey and come to me;
And do not be promiscuous before we get married!
Because i am a virgin waiting in the forest of love,
So come and hold me my sweet lover.
It is about life after the flood and,
Of the pride that leads to war;
But you want real gold then,
Go and dig up the dried up Rivers of Pishon and Gihon!
And i will be waiting for you with my love.
Mind you,
Lawlessness leads to war!
But i will still come to you with my sweet love,
And i will be the sunshine and rain beside you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rock In The Weary Land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
None of this moves me,
I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
I let it blow through me, and its gone!
Im dressed like a scarecrow
Stripped of all my power, as if some judge in judgement said
Off with his great coat, and his head!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Meaningless movies
On the screen behind the band thats blowing flowing shapes
Half of their music is on tape
My mentor and champion is busy tilting at the windows of his stately home
The daemon hes grappling
Is his own!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken, but for her
The fag-end of winter
Im in shock! Im on the ropes! I dont know whats become!
She plucks the splinter from my thumb
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
In the weary land!
My rock in a weary land
My rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land
Hey!
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land!
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Rock In The Weary Land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
None of this moves me,
I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
I let it blow through me, and its gone!
Im dressed like a scarecrow
Stripped of all my power, as if some judge in judgement said
Off with his great coat, and his head!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Meaningless movies
On the screen behind the band thats blowing flowing shapes
Half of their music is on tape
My mentor and champion is busy tilting at the windows of his stately home
The daemon hes grappling
Is his own!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken, but for her
The fag-end of winter
Im in shock! Im on the ropes! I dont know whats become!
She plucks the splinter from my thumb
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
In the weary land!
My rock in a weary land
My rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land
Hey!
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land!
song performed by by Waterboys
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A Rock In A Weary Land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
None of this moves me,
I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
I let it blow through me, and its gone!
Im dressed like a scarecrow
Stripped of all my power, as if some judge in judgement said
Off with his great coat, and his head!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Meaningless movies
On the screen behind the band thats blowing flowing shapes
Half of their music is on tape
My mentor and champion is busy tilting at the windows of his stately home
The daemon hes grappling
Is his own!
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken, but for her
The fag-end of winter
Im in shock! Im on the ropes! I dont know whats become!
She plucks the splinter from my thumb
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
Yes my love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
My love is my rock
In the long, low, weary land
In the weary land!
My rock in a weary land
My rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land
Hey!
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
A rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
My love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock is my love is my rock in a weary land
In a weary land!
song performed by by Waterboys
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Coffie
I am the voice of love from afar searching for you,
And you are on a mission towards my love;
But the calabash gourd is still around you,
And like the muse of your love in the land of Malaya Roses.
I am called Coffie and the aroma of your love is around me,
But wisdom is what we need together on this love;
And like the rainbow colours in the land of your muse,
But i am ready to lead you on with my sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Doumbla
Beautiful landscape,
Negotiable;
A quiet and serene corner,
Negotiable;
But please, come and touch me with your love!
For, i am waiting for you.
5 bedrooms,
3 bathrooms,
With water and electricity facilities! !
But, i am available with my love;
And like a reliable telephone line in the land of your muse.
This house,
ready for occupation;
This muse,
Ready for your love;
This work,
For i am Doumbla in the land of your love,
And, i have something for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Kwao
My love is like the wonder of the blues that blues my mind and,
It is with the spirit of a muse that swings along with sincere love;
And it is very original with the fresh ideas from a land beyond.
You are welcome into my sweet arms my love,
For i am the tree standing up high to help you see the world!
And on top me to view the mountains with your sweet love.
You are very handsome and very intelligent,
So come and taste my apples of sweet love from this tree;
For we are all very young and attractive to swing along in love.
Kwao, my love is like the wonder of the blues around you;
And i will love you like the spirit of this muse as well,
For you are welcome into my arms of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mizrayim
Remember and never forget how i deeply love you,
And like the fruit of your womb;
Remeber and never forget how we deeply made love with our nakedness!
Yes, in the rich and spacious land of beautiful roses;
But, the laws were written for our learning.
Mizrayim my love,
Always love me deeply like the first time;
And remember and never forget how i really care for you,
For, i am who i am and you are you are who you are on this sweet muse of love.
True love had now connected us together so,
Do remember and never forget how i failfully taught you the way;
For this rich and spacious land of the beautiful roses recorded that history.
Visit my vineyard of love and let me crown you my love,
For ui was sent to you to love you and to direct you;
And i will take you to the land of love flowing with milk and honey,
For you are all that i need on this sweet muse of love.
Oh Mount Horeb! !
And from within the bush of love;
With Shanghai Blues to take up your body to the bay of love!
But, remember and never forget how we deeply made love with our nakedness.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Defence
Late, plate, hate, slate, mate, fate, date, ate;
Wisdom is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of lovers.
Paste, waste, caste, baste, haste;
Money is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of monkeys.
Sin, win, pin, fin, gin, thin, ain, bin, din, kin, min, tin, yin!
Money is a defence and wisdom is a defence;
And like the ways of your acts in the land of your muse,
But i am here today with the true works of my hands.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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