He became abstemious
When death taught him
And gave him an example
An example with the one his heart beats for
He hugged a tree and cried aloud
Hoping the lesson will be a mock
But after the tree screamed in pain
And his skin felt the strain
He realised the lesson was real
So abstemious he turned
But even that
Death cares less
Whatever he does, it’ll come for him
But without Bacchanalianisms
It’ll take a while for it to come
For death rears to claim
Claiming in destruction
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
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