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PESTICIDE PERSONIFIED

Peaches!
Poor Paul has turned pest
Easy to hear “tiaaan, chtian!” around him
Doped in smell of all that sickens and kills
Sickening and killing humans like flies
Is he a walking corpse?

II
He knows not he is a repellent
So explores all “nosedoms”
“Agyawaadwo!”
I would be a swinging monkey
Around his chasing
Than be a dead fly around him
What at all is he punishing his natural scents for?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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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. :)

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