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EXPENSIVE MAIMY-COMPANIONS

Bright engines taken to the field

Of perpetual doom,

Workable engines being stilled

With fiery dangerous gloomy

Sticks of aimy-kill,

How can a master be so negligent

As to send his better half to a field

Of perpetual doom

With his hard earned money mill?

How can a bright engine mill

Be left in a polluting murder gas

That only killy parts amass?

 

Only if he knew how his engines cry:

        “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka” blurry air

         Let me do my duty well and fair

         Hypocritical smoke of sin

         You have the power but let me be

         “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka tsukuukuu”

 

Angelic faces of danger

Hiding in whitish inhalant and sneaking through the esophagus

Stealing poisonous peaks with his head

In places the master hasn’t led

Master’s ignorance of sacking cold,

Mighty ignorance of nursing a lion,

That will tear him limb by limb when he reaches Zion

His unfathomable ignorance in fold

That he his passengers lifting high,

Works little by little, butchering in fie

The poor passengers in a ghastly smashy hold

While all he sees are insignificant ashes in fold

 

Only if he knew how his engines cry:

          “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka” blurry air

           Let me do my duty well and fair

           Hypocritical smoke of sin

           You have the power but let me be

          “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka tsukuukuu”

 

Oh! Ignorant master of naught!

Take a moment to look deeper

And you’ll realize that your expensive companion of smoke

Is maiming your better parts

Have some sympathy on them and on you

And do away with the companion that is making you a fool

Listen to your people working and crying:

 

           “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka” blurry air

             Let me do my duty well and fair

             Hypocritical smoke of sin

             You have the power but let me be

            “Tsukutsaka tsukutsaka tsukuukuu”

   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2013.

 

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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