Sylvie

Cover-Boy and Cover-Girl,
The playing ground is now set for you and i;
And like the roots of my culture to teach you all,
But who are you to go against my muse?

Sylvie is my name and,
I have seen too many sufferings around me;
And with tears and the sorrows of life,
But like a road in the darkness of the African forest.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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