I want to go to school
To in the future keep my cool
I want to good grades pull
To make my CV full
Of credit that will fool
Everyone and make them forget of my village stool
Oh that fetish that my family drool
Has made me lose my name giving them many a tool
To take my dressy wool
But how can I search
For basic information that my root blocked me fetch?
As I cannot even the basis match
A decade girly catch
Now she has my ignorance notch
And seek to on me latch
The fear of me can’t patch
Yet no one could me beat in my batch
In my humble root that was full of roomy thatch
I will have to myself sought
So no one will know me as naught
Because I had to fully fought
To here myself brought
Why did they let go of the lot
To bring me up in such a trot
Now I may this place rot
Before my seed is pot
For I’m too old to be in the cot
Maybe I have to seek my root
And there put my foot
And use the little mind to loot
After all I’m the most clean tooth
When pulled cannot play the flute
So rather than myself put
In this complexy hoot
I’ll confine in the booth
And let ignorance myself soothe
At least there’s the greeny site
To do whatever fit my might
Natural things that come in sight
Make all the problems seemingly light
The many many fight
Like the youngy playing kite
That herein has reached a height
My root is deemed not right
For the elders will readily bite
And make the culprit’s living tight
Yea, there goes my dream
Into the muddy stream
Where dirty children stream
To wash their cheapies gleam
If that makes their faces beam
At their priceless tattered seam
Who am I to make their team
A meaningless lifey seem
All I have to do is always dream
And let all here me important deem
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia, (C), Oct. 10, 2013.
Mum Cee 