LIFE

WEAR AND TEAR

If the world was so fair

Then all will not care

About everyone being fair

How can the world be fair?

When we step on the earth

And hate its forever living dust?

How can the world be fair

When we are moulded dust

And hate the source of our lives?

How can the world be fair

When none wants to share?

How can the world be fair

When the sky has its dark share?

How can the world be fair

When humans snare

Tear,

Wear

Animals skin

And still boast

Of artificial beauty?

How can the world be fair

When plants, trees and shrubs

Are food, medicine and boosters?

Snare, tear, wear and clear without care

Fairness can never be a worldly trait

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, FAIRNESS, POETRY.

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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4 replies on “WEAR AND TEAR”

We can make a way for ourselves, pass what is fair or not. I’ve lived this way all my life to find my comfort and not despair. It’s sad when life gives you lemons and you have no clue what to do. But if you are lucky enough to get passed what life is you will find you are better off then the lemons without the clue

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