Muse, life, peace;
Deep in the bush!
But, the last meatis with you,
Because of war.

The muse of the world,
The muse of mankind;
With wickedness and war!
Destroying everything.

Whitewashed walls!
Full of dead men's bones;
Beautifully outwardly,
But, with hatred inside.

The last meal,
Deep in the bush!
Because of war,
However, man does not live by bread alone.

Edward Kofi Louis

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