Ganga! Ganga! ! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Jam! ! !
Sam,
Yam;
I am!
You are,
People! ! ! ! ! !
Living on earth.
Ganga! Ganga!
With the muse of Indian Hemp;
Ganga! Ganga! !
Wee,
Indain Hemp;
Smoking your head off!
Because of the leaves,
Taking you off the lines of the truth.
Smoking! Smoking! !
Ganga! Ganga! !
Indian Hemp;
Disorder,
People ready to smoke!
Playing wirh Satan! ! ! ! ! !
Without the Big Apple,
Without the Big Black Pot!
Floating away,
Ganga! Gange! !
Wee,
Indain Hemp,
Smoking along,
Blowing your own life away
Darkness! !
Sadness,
Able to commet on my poems!
Able to connect to the World;
Because of Indian Hemp! ! ! !
Why? !
When the World is ending before your naked eyes.
News! ! All around! Blues! !
Blue art,
Black people,
Blues!
Bathing with the truth,
Battles of love and life!
I am writing! ! ! !
You are reading;
All for peace and love.