Fears now walk on metal legs
Holding huge metal pegs
Pegging hearts through words
Spewed from mouths of math phobias like flawed surds
They walk on minds like end times
Wearing clothes of signs picked from Holy Books which rhymes
Using the gateways of ears and eyes
Confusing minds against the lies
Even a mulatto’s car
With a beast tag has long horns which bar
The minds of the ’Deity’s mouthpieces
Making them tear hearts into pieces
What is the truth?
What can you say to my heart soothe?
What can melt these irons
Which are sending us many times to fake Zions?
Many are the hell rejects
Who are purported to tell on hell for man’s reflects
And they mostly tell of the tormented
After they have their own lamented
Do we have the walking dead
Now showing faces and begging to be fed
And be given sheds
And names like Teds?
If you have a voice which can bounce
And give me reasons in sounds
I would be glad
And would be saved from going mad
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015