TWISTING IRONICALS

Teeth of black golds
Please sharpen yourselves on ruthless stones
And get ready to chew
Chew
By all means chew

II
Start chewing from the skulls
Which aim to take you there
Yes, break those skulls
Use your claws to pull them out of their enclaves
Bite to chew the good sense out
Making watchers salivate in pleasurable satisfaction
With thoughts of they keeping theirs to taunt you
By all means chew

III
Chew the hands of healing
The bosoms with hoarding hearts
Which have the keys to your protection
Chew the stomachs whose hunger force productivity
And satisfy your jealous thoughts of nothingness

IV
Chew
By all means chew the thighs
Which host balls playing on horrid fields on your backyards
Crushing the seeds which want to meddle in your lives
By seeking change for your futures

V
Crash their bones
Lick the delicacies thereof
And after you are done with chewing eyes of the seers
Belch as you finish drinking the cool blood
Then enjoy the darkness
Which will join you with every chewing
Don’t grovel then
Brethrens, live off thoughts of your delicate chewings
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015