
The beautiful crab
Had tons of friends
And shirked rehab
Which was the advice from all ends
II
Her head’s beauty surpassed all
All living things left their hearts for her
She was the goddess who made all fall
Until she took in drinks to her body unfair
III
She, trusting her friends, slept
In comfort, knowing her prized head was safe
She got up, groped, until she reached where her head was kept
And realized someone broke into her safe
III
She tried to cry
But the tears had no way out
She wanted to die
But her eyes, which wandered unknown, had no way of making death out
IV
She cursed and cursed
Cried and shouted
All the shouting and curses came back in reverse
Made her a hardened monster who is haunted
V
Haunted so much
She resorted to seclusion
But many still find ways to get to her, no pity as such
But to have her as meal
VI
So please heed advices’ call
Don’t fall for flea friends
Who will jubilate at your fall
And with laughter, party at your ends
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
2 replies on “THE CRAB’S PRIZED HEAD (FABLE)”
Friends are people you meet along the way. They come and go they are not meant to stay. If they hurt you it’s because you’ve open your heart to someone who is no friend and makes strange bedfellows. You need people to accept your life, how far you let them is up to you.
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