Samuel

Why have you came to me now? !
Since, you were hostile to me;
But like the weed of Esek,
I hope that you've learnt your lessons well.

Life is how you make it,
And my mind is for peace at all times;
But like the well of Sitnah,
You need to learn always oh Samuel.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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