Fingerprints
You don't even know it but it is all around you,
Yo don't even love him but he is all around you,
And you shall now show partiality to the poor;
For peace is a great honour but love is what you need,
And i want to know what makes you cry.
Life at times is made up of the male testicles and,
The female ovaries with our footprints;
So isten carefully and learn about the truth,
For our footprints of our lives are everywhere.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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