
Fie! Artificial fires of the night
Fie! You who shine off and on
Jumping from the mountain of darkness
To the mountain of brightness
Scattering arranged futures
And pulling hairs of the protected
Fie! You nighters like weak but dangerous fireflies!
II
I wear great clothes of metal
Metal to you, cotton to day workers
So you can dance “atopre”
Hunt like lions and lionesses
Fly like eagles on dope
You still won’t have me
I am painted Red with your antidote
III
When you say,
I pray
When you fill your weapon bay
I lift my hand, and they decay
Every tactics to have my happiness delayed
Is rebutted by a consuming fire pay
So shame!
Night glowers
Shame and shame
You have failed
And will continue to fail
Tue!
Did I just spit in your face?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015