by Edward Kofi Louis
And like the gurrillas to the technologies of our time!
But, the tropical seashore will move you about;
Because of the convention of the wisdom of incognito.
Like the muse of the Attorney General of Mississippi;
But, be very wise to do the right thing always in life.
Time and money!
Distance and honey;
But, midnight is the time of the demons! !
Like, red-hot chilli pepper.
The gorilla of our dreams!
But, propulsion is not an antacid;
However, my ego is bigger than the State of Texas! !
Because, the world had metaphorically become smaller.
And like pace Setters for progress!
But, my heart weeps and my mind writes,
Because of your muse which is gone too soon.
And like life in a dreamland without hospitality;
However, i will be your mirror always on the wall whenever you need me.