A Choice

Rich and poor,
Clever and dull;
What status do you have to compute with in this world of ours?
Is it a choice to be made or of the situation that you find yourself?
But my memories are from the authorities,
And like the temple of your sweet heart on this matter.
The accent of my speech says it all but,
I will do anything for love;
For the chanllenges of life are too many to bear.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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