She lives hidden in worldly filth
Her face hides behind the brown caricaturic soil
Her lips hide under the chameleon coloured filth
Her scent hides deeply under the many sweet scents of nectar plucked rudely from youthful beauties
Her nails are grossly hidden under nails of lions, cheetahs and leopards
Her teeth dancing under golden metals
Her hair suppressed under “Sasabronsam’s” fierce hair
Can we call this human?
Please immerse yourself in cleansing acid
It will do you good.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.