Poem By Edward Kofi Louis

I am the man who wretled with the wind and,
My name is Quentin;
But tell me, what walks with four feet in the morning,
Two feet in the afternoon and three feet in the evening?
For, when a man id is in grief, he beats his chest.
Can you see the signs of the shy? !
For when a woman is in grief, she bare her breasts out!
That is why i wrestled with the wind.

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