I can lie here on my bed
Fighting fair with few words
This does not mean I am afraid
Bring your cutlass, bring your gun
If I could only get my words across
Destroying my body erases them not
There’s no way my words will rot
Until eternity they’ll ring in your head
Then who wins?
That is how powerful words are
So learn to battle fairly for yourself.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.