Open stores
With free goods
Which have unfathomable price tags
And no attendants to protect them
But none dares to think of stealing
Open doors
With beautiful furnishings
Which invite but scares
And no caretaker to answer the door
But none dares to enter
A beautiful church
Which many instruments
Which giggle for a play
And a pulpit with no pastor
But none dares seeks comfort therein
Homes have turned into houses
Churches turned into casinos
Love turned into hatred
A thought of this
A thought of that, there is murder replacing life
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
2 replies on “DANGLING UNSANCTIFIERS”
I really appreciate and admire this poem.
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Thank you very much.
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