In the monstrous apiary
She kept all enclosed like a diary
A sage needs no rage
Rage needs a cage
So goes the adage
She suffocated with fake delight
While her heart lacked light
Like a dungeon of a caged lion
She dragged her barrel from Zion
Her heart shedding bloody tears
As her body covered her fears
Until she caved in
Many issues formed themselves as causes
Some said her demise was caused by forces
Others said by her losses
Others blamed her choices
When she gave it all to mouths which now wag
A cadaver only knows its story
All else are fabrications hovering, guarding or maiming its past
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
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