Inspired

This is the place of love and,
Of the muse of everything that grows;
But like the golden pipe with the golden oil,
I do have the mind of minds on this poem.
You don't even have to dig deeper for love,
Because history has much to say about us;
And written as it were to the threshing floor,
And it is also like the prophecy of the unborn child.
I am in the wings of love and,
I am flying like an eagle;
Validity! ! King of Kings!
And to distinguish between the seal of the living;
But like the buffalo nearer to my house so,
Choose me among the lot and take me home.
To shoot as an arrow is like the end of the age,
And i am inspired to teach all nations;
For this place of love is with everything at grows.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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