Bean in a pod
Use no swords upon liberation
Rebel against no pod
They camp you for no suppression
Whether rain or shine
They clothe you to safety
II
Until you soften in heat
You won’t uncover this moral
But try in thinking
There’s no turning back in heat
Unless of course, you are lucky
To be buried to give more
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
