YOU AREN’T THAT HOPELESS

With every breathe we must bow

Never asking how

We are life endowe’

I am not a cow

You are not a cow

With breathe, you’re superior to the cow

 

As we speak

There are those at their problem’s peak

Being sacked from their resting sticks

For work to commence

 

There are also those left lonely

By the hungry death whose aim is solely

Feeding its hunger

But they move on in hope

 

There are also those stuck

To a sick rack

Bearing the shame of childhood

As others see their shameful filth

 

There are those

Walking in beauty

But hiding grave illnesses in folds

Exciting other’s jealousies but crying in silence

 

There are those saddled with debts

Their lives being spent on hiding

Sacking the pain of owing those who wept

From their memories

 

There are those with burdened consciences

Having done too much for the mouth to speak

Their heavy thoughts weighing their pretences

And making them negatively meek

 

There are those in peaceful need

Seeing wealth as weed

Wanting companions to grow seeds

Seeds they can live with without feeds

 

And there are those trapped by lies

Caged by societies

Emotionally killed by words

But still living in their shells

 

Just see the ray of hope

Hold it with all your strength

And lift you up

You aren’t that hopeless

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014