MEAT CRASHINGS

Mother Ghana wake!

Wake from thy slumber!

Wake too late and you shall curse your fate!!

Mother Ghana wake!

Suns are roasting heads of your savannah children

Meat has sanity beaten, causing peace to flee

III

For meat, your children turn meat

Slashing ears and slashing heads

Piercing eyes and pulling hearts like dogs. Sad!

I can point the geographical tremor

But I fear the angers of errors

I am but a dot with an ink who fears the wrath of insanity

Wake and stop the sun from its bake

For your sake, I hope you talk to the rains

Sun-burns are to blame, I know, they need some floods

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, POEMS ABOUT THE NORTHERN REGION OF GHANA, POETRY ABOUT AGGRESSION, POETRY.

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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