Smear not my name in corners
Smear not my fame in hidden corners
While smiling when my eyes meet yours
Root not to pull me down in dark areas
Root not to hit me in dark areas
While clapping in front of me in broad daylight
Work not in my obliviousness with my enemies
Just work not behind my back with my enemies
While fighting as my friend in my presence
Hide not on my rough dark path with daggers
Hide not in any dark path with sharp daggers
While previously opening your hands to host me in your bosom
Be fair to me
Show me your hatred
Show me your fangs
Let your thoughts be your facial mask
Show me your dagger
So I can fight fair
For myself
Then between us, there will be no cowards.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
2 replies on “FAKE FRIENDS”
Thanks Villagethinker.
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Eeeeiiiihhhh, this one paaaaa kw3 deeply rooted in pure truth.
Fake friends where art thee? come and read for thyself…..
MomC, am touched to the core by this poem…. I mist learn how to recite this with my pupils….
I salute you Empress Amoafowaa
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