When they turn goats

They don’t see their own productions

When they turn goats

They hit all notes, no matter how high



When they turn goats

They sniff like no other

And pounce before looking

At the strong or defeated target



When they turn goats

They  swim in tricks

Noticing they are pricks

Gunning all chicks, dodging thrown bricks


When they turn goats

They have no brakes

So crash or maim:

Men with queer sticks

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 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. :)

8 replies on “WHEN THEY TURN GOATS”

haha! arnchu a wicked writer! 🙂

goats are for the species to perpetuate. So glad my parents were goats. lol 🙂

there is a man named Rick whom i’d place a P before his name. his parents def shouldnt have been goats! haha! 🙂


Ugh, AWFUL! That is sick sick evil evil! Lust is necessary for biological procreation between consenting adults..but there are boundaries of decency that need to restrain the greedy animal nature.


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