
I
When words fail the poet
And drummers’ hands are severed
When songstresses’ voice fail
And the teachers lose their memories
Problems walk on countless feet
II
When hunters lose their swiftness and tools
And cooks lose their hands and taste-buds
And masters become servants
And soldiers lose their strength
Problems walk on countless feet
III
Let the keepers keep their keeps
And the needers get their needs
And the seekers find what they seek
Problems will have no legs
And peace will be in vogue
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
6 replies on “WHEN THE NEEDED FAIL”
‘Let the keepers keep their keeps.’ Yes, my Dear Amoa, Well said. The ‘keepers’ are failing. Well, We shall keep on reminding them of their duty, in various ways! Love and Regards. 🙂
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Thank you sir. And yes we will. Blessings.
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Let the keepers keep their keep. I was in New York today just so I could keep. So I wouldnt loose what I ha e found . Inspiration, saturation, and as much visual simulation as possible . For the keeper must keep it’s keep.
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Yes they must.
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“And the Peace will be in vogue”, this day moves ever closer. There are those who know, and those who don’t.
an exceptional piece that sees a bright (not gloomy) future
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Thank you very much. Your comment spreads hope, the hope that the poem seeks for peace. Thank you again for this powerful voice here. Blessings.
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