Accra_Slum (4)_0

As mouths chirp
Of its stinking gutters
And eyes roll
Appalled by its horror ‘borlas’
The hearts of the slum
Beat ‘kum, kum kum kum’

Like the beings unrespected
The gangs so suspected
Its ills stand uncorrected
But more happiness is erected
As its hearts beat ‘kum, kum kum kum kum’

In its bosom
Lie hearts of gold unrefined
In its bosom
Lie thoughts dreaming of mansions
In its bosom
Lie needs which call for cruelty
In its bosom lie lies attracted by little intakes

There are tears
There are fears
There are hymens bruised and stolen
There are drugs
There are tags
There are guns to scare and take
But still its heart beat ‘kum, kum kum kum kum’

So search for its hearts
Feel its pulse
Take its temperature
And know how they do beat
“kum kum kum kum”
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. :)

12 replies on “HEARTS OF THE SLUM”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s