Where were you?
When cold threw shivers
And tears on my fragile body
And boxed me like Azumah in his boxing fury?

Where were you?
When scarce waters
Were woken from deep pots
And made to flow into gutters
Like unneeded waters from a washed colander?

Where were you?
When the gates of bodily heavens opened
With no guards and called out your name
Like a desperate preacher calling on God?

Where were you?
Where were you?
Where the hell where you?
When moans were chained into near future
As horses of pleasure stood quietly
Strapped to a love chariot
With our names boldly engraved on?

Now the horses are free
The waters died in seas of filth
Sympathetic heat has wrestled the cold
And the bodily heaven gate has been shut to you
Your chance stuck in the past
So stand like Lot of salt
And await your punishing rain
As I travel into the realm of a prompt one
Legs of my heart, walk
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

Photo Credit: Google pics

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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