Every hen must hatch
They must onto their fertility latch
If their desire is to live long
And freely be strong.
Every cock must crow
No matter their blow
The poor hencoop is tired of the increasing roosters
And it cripples without notice of its welfare
The hungry hens think of their young ones
The crippled hencoop thinks of its welfare
The angry cocks think of their stomachs and loins
While the forever hungry earth opens its mouth
For consumption of inhabitants who fail the life test
The land feels no remorse
Because it still grieves for its fertile parts being blinded with concrete
So it takes whatever is given to it
And does not bother to give anything in return
It laughs and laughs while the gate of its mouth opens
For the fluids of the hens, cocks and chickens to quench its thirst
While their lifeless bodies sustain this dry earth.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
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