Running sweats 

conceived by mating muscles

and mobility in tiredness


Chapped skin

like burstings of mud zones

whipped by hot sunshine


Palms calloused

like the skin of a rough tree

displaying wares hoping for money exchange


You realize nothing is easy

when you see frustrated breath

running through noses 

on their hind legs,

their heat beats that of fires hands down


There really are sun whipped beings

You have seen nothing yet

Until you step on the heart of Dagbon’s Aboabo

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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