Pierce Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Pierce, piece, rice, peer, pie, ice;
To keep alive,
To wake up love,
With the version of the vents!
Under the muse of the laws.

Life!
You have suffered a relapse of sorts;
But, try to wake up from your sleep and,
Do the right thing for others to understand who you are.

Life,
All seemed lost in the race!
But, you still have hope with the laws;
Changing the hearts and the minds,
If only if a person is ready to change! !
Than, being engulfed with the pleasures of this world.