Ruled by Satan

Everybody is worried about your son,
Because he is now being ruled by Satan!
For his face was on the waters and,
His mind was reflected to us all to know his deeds.
My wise daughters will make my heart glad,
And not like the muse of love always disturbed by Satan!
But one needs to watch the steps of men,
For the bombs are too much to bear.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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