Edward Kofi Louis - Filled

Pea, sea, lea, tea!
They would not listen,
They would not look,
They would not hear,
Because they are filled with htred! !
But shoot the ball into the net and,
Let your goals make a difference.

Filled,
Field,
Feel;
And like a drink offering in your land!
But you are accustomed to do evil.

Edward Kofi Louis

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