what gives passion thoughts?
What gives passion feelings?
What gives passion the gestures it upholds?
Like a dead wood, I live,I eat, I drink, I sleep, I wake
Only for a repeat
The sages say listen to your heart,
The adages echo, find you passion
The society screams; “a bum you are”
Parents hide their faces in shame
Where are the wings of passion?
Can it be coerced to be attracted to me?
I hate the lenses I see in all eyes
Passion, passion, come way.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014