WATCHING THE RUINS

No heart lacks insensitivity

Seeing loved ones strapped

Injected

Fed many pills

As screams rush through their mouths

With fear masking their pain as agonies

Sizzle sadly their heads and hearts,

Sends shivers down the spine of hope

Hearts which react

Cursing and rebelling

Are hearts most affected

III

Watching the ruins

Is like watching one’s self in a human blender

Nothing so hurts than being the onlooker

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, POETRY ABOUT SICKNESS, 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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7 replies on “WATCHING THE RUINS”

To see this all the time
To have to be involved
with this too
The care for your self
and the watching of others
Peace be with you Cecilia
As always Sheldon

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