UGLY WRINKLY WORDS

Age must be a curse

Especially when it comes with an empty purse

No one thinks to take a guess

If at a point it was worth something, this mess

 

Even shit once had a price

Many might have fought for them with audience and money dice

But saying this will not suffice

A mouth recapitulation will sound like lies

 

I stood tall among my many peers

And couldn’t count my many honoured dears

Caring not what time does clears

Could care less if I’d have a hearse

 

I changed my sticks like I changed my shoes

I cared less about the many boos

What was life’s don’ts and dos?

Charley man, let fools chase the goose

 

Time got tired and connived with age

And what they did is what’s on this stage

It looks like I’ve never known the colour beige

So you wear them and curse my cage

 

Sometimes I think we must all go through

This pot of life and have us the fire brew

So when we come out and see the crew

We’ll talk of how our foolishness flew.

     Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.

 

Please show compassion for the elderly. All are born children but sadly, not all children get to be old. The graver their mistakes, the more you have to learn from. Thank you.