WITH SOMETHING

We wore the clothes

Of the skin

And came as kins

Of the grown

If that is nothing

Then I know not what is!

We took upon the mantle

Of growth

Murdering plants

Killing trees

Seizing air and hardening bones

If that is nothing then I know not what is!

Achievements of replacement

Of furniture in the rooms of our eatery

Achievements of wearing nature

On the rooms of our successors

Achievements of adding heights

To our natural houses, these are things

So we come with something little

And go with something huge

At least each day we achieve

Even if it’s to reward plants

And in-earth eaters,

At least we come with something and leave mostly full.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014