Voices

Voices of love,
Voices of songs,
Voices of peace;
But fogotten is my face in the land of darkness!
And somewhere someday,
I will be remembered once again in the light of love.

Sadness is my face!
And like the hill of foreskins;
But somewhere someday i will be remembered! !
And like the voices of love, songs and peace;
For i have toiled enough on this earth.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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