Simmering stew stands smiling
Sending sweet scents
Scents sent as swords to silence stomachs
Stomachs scattered by scanty scoops of cereals
Scudding surreptitiously in outstanding signals
Sealing sadness like sexy serpents to unsuspecting stomachs
Stomachs seriously searching for strength to save
Searching seriously for a savior who comes with scents
Silly scoundrel! You simmering stew!
Sending signals which shatters the sane
While sitting soft spoken in a shaded sealed shade
Like a shiny diamond in the dark
Save the suffering!
Stop your scents!
Taunt not the haunted
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014