THE MOSQUITO’S VOICE

“Tooooo, tontononto tooooooo to

Tooooo tontononto toooooo to

“Mmoa nyinara, bedime so rougho

Na ntontom so ne hena, na obegyina masoho

Na obeye me tooo,

Na mensu, menpe tooo to”

What a nasty song!

Life is like a short puzzle

No matter what it gives me a bad sizzle

How can the world be so fizzle

As to give me days in life?

II

My existence, they say, is poisonous

I can’t sing, they say it’s annoying

Give me a little blood, they decrease my life span

If I escape, there’s the ruthless spraying

Or the poisonous smoke coil

How can a mosquito turn rat?

III

I am killed not for meat

I am killed not for skin

I am killed not for glory

The mention my name with annoyance

Mos-qui-to

By the reach of the last syllable, I mostly end up dead

Poisonous or not, am i the creator of myself?

See humans, most of them more poisonous

Yet they make me their greatest enemy

IV

What I hate most is their abhor-able song

“Tooooo, tontononto tooooooo to

Tooooo tontononto toooooo to

“Mmoa nyinara, bedime so rougho

Na ntontom so ne hena, na obegyina masoho

Na obeye me tooo,

Na mensu, menpe tooo to”

I have really suffered!

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014