They hear “fuck you bitches

You ain’t shit, damn you bitches, am ma fuck you”

But clad in skimpy clothes

And shake their properties

As overdosed dopers slap squeeze them like unripe mangoes

How can you betray your kind,

Insult them and brand them useless

By dancing to your insults and theirs?

Tears of disbelief trickle

As I watch these beings parade in what they think is their fame

Huh? Fame? Hilarious!

If I had the powers,

I’d say “a pox on you” to cast the most horrible ones on you

So you can hide away and let some of us

Have the peace of going out with smiles on our faces.

   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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