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THE INGRATE

To my consternation

She harshly caused an abrasion

On her skin and poured a libation

For what she deems beautiful, an abomination!

She tactfully told her maker

That He was too careless a baker

For watching her blacken in the burner

Making her decisions sterner

If a cook causes a blunder,

Can the food riot and not surrender,

Prepare itself and ask him to an apology render?

Such disorder!

One good creator

Added an ingredient which is a protector

To battle every weather in your sector

And you call him a quack doctor

You found a way

To your outer look do away

But slacken and it’ll be back to stay,

So who wins? The cook calls the shot, you have nothing to say.

Tags #AFRICAN POETRY., #GHANAIAN POETESS, AFRICAN LITERATURE, AFRICAN POETESS, BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL, BLACKNESS, bleaching., GHANAIAN LITERATURE, NATURAL, NATURE, POETRY.

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. :)

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