Shehanu

Tomorrow, borrow, sorrow;
But it dates back! !
And today you will still borrow.

Morrow, borrow, sorrow;
But it dates back! !
And today you will still borrow.

Then comes tomorrow for your sorrow!
And like the Egyptian Obelisk;
But, your love is unsurpassed.

Pressure, sure, pure, jure, sure, lure, cure;
And from the things to come!
But, i am Shehanu in your neighbourhood.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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