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.

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. :)

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