AN ADVICE TO ONE WHO DWELLS ABOVE

What a beautiful place above 
Where most things dwell that I love 
The full brighteners, the mellow brighteners 
And also the romantic brighteners 
Though he gives himself a break 
And shuts it all in darkness once in a streak 
Notifying the watchers that he needs some rest 
I say no environment can be termed best 
Why will descending down be the quest 
Of some children above 
When they are like the gods their neighbours love? 
Why must they cause such public commotions 
When they are barred from descending onto these unholy mansions? 
I guess like the eagle, they want to go high and low in a flyer-fest 
Oh loud cloud! 
Could you please live in peace without any commotions when you are barred from descending onto these mansions? 
When others descend, do you see them ascend in the same form? 
Why are you rebelling to descend from your beautiful environment only to conform 
To being consumed, locked, blocked and mixed with unpleasant scents? 
To eventually force to be free 
Hurting yourself 
And those you so wanted to visit. 
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (C) Nov. 18, 2013.