Honourably

Honourably,
Distinction,
Deliverance;
But shaking it made me loose control,
And there are always new changes in our respective lives on this earth.
This was like a message to Uncle Tom and his friends,
But let the sea roar within!
For all the gods of the people are things fit for nothing! !
But i am here today to save you with my name like the sweet muse of love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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