THIRST’S CRUEL TANTRUMS

Thirst’s tantrums tend to taint

Trailing torture in its passion’s tent

Soiling its living flowing scents

Earth is the healer

The purifier of its taints

But thirst is insatiable until breathe leaves

Why it gets to arrest its quencher

And does the same things

As tainting its structure again and again

I won’t know

But it blames its roots

And needs to save its boss

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, 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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