Best Kou Poems
The Kou the All Mighty King the Higher Power the LORD besides this to 362 pages. My story my spiritual story. I am the embodiment of man but spiritually a woman both man and woman both man and woman and man both spiritually and man and also a fox a nine-tailed fox that is both man and woman. My father is like you mean he is the man he is the main and legendary Ninetales he began in the beginning of time he was the first son he was the first sign of the Kou the first son of the Ohio won the first sign of the Lord he is not a demon he is Sister koumi he is a spirit to me does not mean God can we just mean Spirit human does that mean body made of man koumi assistant Spirit human can be whatever he wants to me can be everyone here with me be your lamp can we can be your son can we can be whatever. This is devotion of Shinto which is another domination of Buddhism which is another domination of Hindu Hinduism in their Court of the god of the lord of the one true God the mighty king of all lands. I used to take of the sweet of the sucker but now I’m a grown man and woman I am a grown koumi a walk in the spirit a monks man. My mission is to spread through the teachings of the lord of the almighty King the Kou. Let it be known under my words I’m not teaching their total that high poetry that all animals in all kingdoms even there the insects no of the Kou no of the almighty King they know because they Spears they talk to each other they are not tell the past they are all just spiritually connected and I’m spiritually connected to them. We are all spiritual we are all once once man we are all once was by me are we all ate the apple so we all reverted back and that is why there is evolution that is why did we revert back to a microorganism that is why we were back to what we were because we ate the apple. It is the fruit of the Stars it is the fruit of the stars that is what they Golden Apple in it is the fruit of the Stars it is the fruit at the Lynch is a fruit of the man and it’s the fruit of the Sun that is why the golden apple is and letting it be known that the fire is really the Christ. Let it be known that this was 368 line in 17 48000 syllables.
Kronkelpaaie van gister
Ons almal is gesnoer op die paaie van gister
Sommiges probeer nog ontsnap: Net meer bewuster
Nog kronkelpaaie lê voor: Oor die maanskyn-flou
Gevangenis steeds in die skadu. Wilde winde rou
Spons-gewete sus en treur
Voel ek die donker deur en deur
Tasse vol van geluk en nog bagasie van haat
Als kom in opstand hier binne in my gewaad
My voete raak bedek met stof van optraendepad
Hongerpyne skree agterna: Oor ‘n bietjie verraad
Klipgedagtes kraak en breek
Gister se pyn is more se wreek
Die kou sweetdrupppels op my kop tart dan maar
Die blote onooglik’ gevaar van wie-weet-waar
Modder begin vorm in die doodwoeste pad
Soos wat ek spoeg en huil-ween in die kronkelpad
Waar sal ek loop vir more se hoop
Op ‘n kronkel stowwerige optraendpad van gister?