Looking at you
Looking at me is funny
Why do you ask when you carry all those baggages?
A baggage of deceit
A baggage of digging gold
A baggage of thousand tongues
A baggage of hiding many mortars
A baggage of being the centre of the world
A baggage of carrying the most hated whip of the world
Among other baggages.
Why won’t it be funny?
My dear, carry your legs away from my path
Let me have a clearer view
And try to locate those without baggages.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.