Hear My Voice
A woman with a child,
A writer with a pen,
As a light that shines in dark places;
So is my muse for you all in this world.
Hear my voice,
Look for me;
Like the mass suicide in Guyana.
Hear my voice,
Read my lines,
Like a personality caught with a prostitute;
Body pains for two when, the flower blooms.
In the year of release,
The fishermen will fish for them;
In the darkness of sin,
The hunters will hunt for them;
If today you will hear my voice.
To roar like a lion,
To think like a poet,
Like the woman who brought forth the man;
Learn a parable from the fig tree.
In the valleyof Berachah,
Gain knowledge after your experiences;
Cos', i have ideas behind the looked doors.
Talents so extaordinary to touch,
Today if you will hear my voice.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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