As the midget looks at the tallest being
Like the heavens he wishes to be
The tallest in turn feels the pain of bowing bones
And wishes to cut a little off to perfectly fit
At the same time harbouring fears of bone breakages
When his remains needs to be returned
To the belly of the earth
II
As the ant disrespected by uncaring foot wishes for hugeness
And the elephant in danger wishes for smallness
God sits in dilemic horrors
Perceiving the very fragile ant so huge
And those huge meats of elephants in ant frames
III
Someone is crying like a guinea fowl in danger
About a sore on his leg
As someone cries for another leg
To stop hopping
Another prays fervently to develop just one to hop
There is no satisfactory rains
To curb the ever rising thirsts in breathers
IV
As I can sing for caves to mimic
And see birds hugging and loving in their skies
Fearing no hunters’ bullets
And can work with the smile of the sun
While darkness embraces my mind’s rest
I will cherish every breath that travels through this nose and back
Flattering no pains
Coveting nothing of another
For fulfilling gains
Even if there exists a future of oblivion
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

2 replies on “COMPLAINANTS”
As my Dad Edward G. Palmer used to say to me, “I complained because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet.”
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Yes, that always shut complainers up huh?
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