The Staircase Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The hole!
The whole stroy,
Like a tale and alughter to the fun of the society;
And like animals in the forest of fear!
As the pole was pulled out of the ground.

The staircase,
With the muse of the rats seen around;
As your child came out to play,
But with a suitable rectification of a misguided fact!
recognizing the voices that moved with time.

Ebullient notions!
Decisions,
Of an ambiguous loyalty;
Like a tale of laughter to the fun of the society;
But, do synchronize my African identity with your xenophobia.