LIFE POLITICS

WHEN YOUR NIGHT FALLS

Peacocks of beauty, have it all

Saints in duty, get it all

When your nights fall

Pride will shine to fan you in darkness

Members of earthly heaven; spend it all

The paupers’ tears; drink them all

When your nights fall

Sins of corruption will wake to help you fight termites

III

Fans of meat; have it all

The poor in your net; have them all

When your night falls

Your stomachs will show others that you’re meatless

If you are chewing the baboon’s hand

Please have a good look at yours

For there will come a day

When death will be human as you turn baboon

Tags Corruption, Life, POETRY., UNFAIRNESS.

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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An interesting thought entered my head as I read this poem. What if hunters and poachers were reincarnated as the animals they hunted and cruelly murdered? Yes what if the hunters became the prey? Wow!!

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Thinking of this, I think it would be fair, and for the first time in hours, you make me smile thinking about their many screaming and pain. It would have been fun.

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