A LETTER TO MY BELLY BEINGS

You have made me what you’ve always wanted

Why do you cry foul?

You started by eating my delicious hairs

Telling tales of weak bodies and grazing my head

Using impudence to graze my armpit

Using vigour to graze my privates

You were not satisfied,

Your pleasure brought so many of your kind

You sealed and are still sealing the holes on my pretty skin

And live at peace with your ungrateful hearts

You took and still take my beautiful garden fruits

And turn them into food for flies

And leave them on the bridge of my nose

And satisfactorily watch as I suffocate

I still took them and multiplied.

No matter how much I worked to please

You looked for ways to block all my holes

My ears you sealed,

My mouth you sealed,

My birth holes you sealed,

But you failed to seal that of the heavens

What do you want this concrete to do?

When its colander has been filled to the brim?

What you wanted is what you’re having

All holes are now happily sealed by you

You have confiscated my air

So live in the flood

I’m no magician to sink the water

Into a skin you carefully sealed

That’s all I can helpfully say

As my mouth may be the next to be sealed.

Yours to destroy,

Mother Earth.

By amoafowaa