SAUCY STEW

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

Tags HUNGER, Life, POVERTY

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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