I am the noisy mosquito

I may want nothing that given the chance you would veto

My irritating presence is not what you must be bothered about

There are many other quiet ones that can make your lips pout

Don’t get me wrong, many can’t stand those, even the stout

The quiet ones that you must concern yourself with

They can destroy the healthy and attractive, what you call lithe

Not even those who give a lot in tithe

You know how huge their fates are, those who pay the tithe

But I’ve seen them crawl at the feet of those mosquitoe’

Yes they all end up in their ghetto

Shivering in the same manner always, for me that is ditto

Don’t compare that with an empty stomach filled with a potent ‘pito’

They cared less about a veto

So please let my noise go

I am not your foe

As you can see, I am nothing you can’t step on with your toe

But I really pose no threat so you can let me go

I can never make your cheeks happy drinking soup like the doe

Neither can I ever be compared with a roe

And you know my lifetime is nothing more than a few days.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.


By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)


This piece has taken my mind on an excursion of thoughtfulness.
I can’t stop reading it….
Salute you #MomC


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