Back To The Cameras

Think of my four years in prison,
Then i will tell you more about life;
Think of my problems around you,
Then i will tell you more about life;
For we are all in chains in this world!
But the wind blows to where it will.
I am now back to the cameras and,
You can still hear the noise of the wind! !
Yet still, no one knows where this wind comes from.

by Edward Kofi Louis

Comments (1)

nice metaphorical approach.i like this one