
Scents so strong
Streaming on sensuous sense
Seek sacharineous solace in style
In my sense.
II
Sweetened sweats sow seeds
Of swords which scream sabotage
Seething with insanity in the centre of my world
And sure, you sweep my seeings with
Serpent’s tongue only to serve me
Sins of sorrow
III
So I’m that sorry stone
Stoned on the strong stone
To seal my sorry self-shame
By deflating in shock
To let shamers mock on
IV
Saints of salvation
Save this soul of this starvation
And fill this sanctuary
With sanguine sanity
For scammers evade this shade
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014