His exhaust’s noise
“tutututututututu”
Can be heard like that of a blasted car
Akwasi is a bloated cow
When slumber touches him
With its unconscious stick
II
Her adjust is like a free air traveller
It screams
“ta ta ta ta poo pooo”
When slumber touches Afia
With its dream stick
III
The little one lies in their midst
Knowing not where she is
Could it be a granary?
“tutu ta poo, tutu ta poo”
Little Akosua is like a lost lamb
Amidst the exhaust and adjust
Kai! “Agyawaadwo!”
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
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