Among Them

Livestock,
Property,
To settle among them;
But out of the gate of the city came my lover.
Ought, bought, fought, thought, nought;
My heart longs for your sweet love,
And i am ready to pay the bride price.
Drought, brought, wrought;
To settle among them with the peace of my mind,
For i have livestock and property!
And i am ready to pay for your bride price.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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