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Pregnant gutters
Labour in downpours
Caging and taking lives
In barbarism
And the living cries foul?

Who makes sweet love
By pushing bottles, polythenes and tins
Into its wombs?
They too have ends

Wait! What’s with the buildings
Usurping water heads
By the aid of hands so feeble and at risk?
Humans are death baits!
Then why do we cry?

If hands will be the workers
Clearing the wombs of the gutters
These flood shivers will vanish
As lives get rain to replenish
Take a cue and let me take a cue
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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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