Fire of kismet
Mountable wall of no return
Icy hands that freeze to defrost unwanted
Barrier to the barriers of top
Beggar of many’s hate
Teeth like metals that do not tire chewing
Throat as hollow as the vastest ocean
Swallowing the worlds’ treasures without clemency
Happy man eater
Courageous breath burglar
Appear!
Appear in front of my very eyes
I summon you to my court for grave questioning
As to what lives in your stomach
Why the unquenchable thirst for blood?
Why are you bent on giving food to your unyielding stomach of soil and stones?
Why pride in tears and wallow in mourning?
Why dance in many’s destitution?
What gives you such audacity to forcefully take what belongs to others?
Please show and sign a memo,
A memo of alert to your future victims
For we are tired of living in desperation
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.