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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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