AT THE FORECOURT

As monkeys dress in suits

And pigs dress in cloths

And monkeys eat with cutlery

As pigs feed with fingers

All mouths shut

As tummies receive

Forgetting all standing beefs

Talks of climbing and sky defecation

Talks of dirt and defecation feeding

Talks of the best as compared to the rest

All rest, well, well, well, tummies rule

Brains sleep

Hands work as mouths are senders

Basking in taste

For the machination of stomach

Who sieves, distributes and shed

Funny, the human race

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, Corruption, POETRY.

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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