Zisaman

A certain size!
Grams,
Units,
Per second,
Tremendous,
And this also needs to be done;
But, i am Zisaman in the land of your muse.

French fries,
The combination of things,
And, to the altar of prayer!
But, at the very spot of love;
For, i am Zisaman in the land of your muse.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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