Times have turned upside down
Although their legs race changeth not
How their shovels
Turning minds of beings like reckless farmers tilling land
Has bought dizziness for my visual chords

What do you say of this abomination?
Where gyms take strength meant for lands?
These are hard times
Hard times when plants and trees give their all
But hands fail to replace them
Knowing well they are the breath and bread
Which honour our lives’ continuance
These are hard times

Hard times when religions hold guns and bombs and machetes
Hard times when minds have been eaten by the urge of belongingness
Hard times when temporal beings claim jurisdictions met at birth
Laying their lives for those who love earthly rule
Giving rights to papers to rule beings like puppets
As the very few are tasked to feed zillions
These are hard times

Hard times which demand
The awakening of dead minds
Buried in the caked mud of senselessness
Hard times which demand us to be murderers
Murderers murdering in cold blood
Quest for more in the midst of sluggishness
Murderers hunting and pulling down
The urges to dance and dine
Without giving lands our future to hold and nurture
Crowns sat not on heads of hungry kings
When battles lurked and begged to be conquered
As mouths are found on most beings
And holes are made into defective beings to feed and grow
So must thoughts see the essence of growing land
To grow their greedy selves
How is it fair that we shame some untimely deaths
By modern knowledge and still expect few hands
To feed those we snatched from teeth of death?
These are hard times
Hard times so wake and erect change in reflectivity
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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. :)

13 replies on “HARD TIMES”

This one is a holy flame. It made me cry because it is so true. I’m re-blogging this one, my friend. There are many simple hard-working folks in New Mexico who will understand this perfectly in this moment. Hang on little sister, the meek will inherit the earth. If the beast succeeds in crushing us, it will starve itself to death!

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