NEEDY CRAVINGS

Nana,

It’s one of those days

A day the sun shines

But not in my world

The storm rages on my head

The rain slaps in offence

Without any wrong on my part

 

Nana,

All the shelters have developed legs

And left me

Voices in my head spell doom

They threaten to stage a coup

And leave me like the chaff leave the corn

Only this time, I can’t do without them

 

Nana,

Hands I can’t see whip

With no sympathy

Eyes of hatred laugh

And mouths against my existence sing

in contentment, 

Worse part is, I know not my fault

 

Nana,

If only your rocking hands

Can come from the grave,

If only your calming voice

Can get to my ears

If only I can see your peaceful smile

I may be at ease

 

Nana,

I am closing my eyes

Hoping you sing me one of those lullabies; 

One from heaven

Let it erase my worries

Let it send me to you

So if the fence locks, I’ll know I’m home.

   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014