Still Voice

A small still voice came out of the fire but,
I will go for your bananas than your meat! !
And, i would like to sail to Bahamas for my lover.

Still voice,
Tell her that you are her mother;
Still voice,
Tell her that you are her father;
Because, i don't want to lose you!
For, i have always been with you;
And like the muse of your love in the land of beauty.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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