WHEN THE HEART CHOOSES

When the heart chooses
Foul air turns life saving
Harsh words burn like acid in pleasing works
Only for a second
And calms like balm for its initial sores

II
When the heart chooses
Crowns are eye made
On bald and crooked heads
Making ugly relative
As monkeys turn angels with fine light
And beautiful wings
With devine smiles

III
When the heart chooses
Although all is like potent fuel
Waiting for a jealous fire
To graze everything to the ground
Wings of hearts explore the loving skies
Competing with complacent beautiful birds
Showcasing all the beauty there sure is
To breed need for role modeling

IV
When the heart decides
When the heart really chooses
Walking on live coal is like a newbie walking on a red carpet
Even with wardrobe malfunction
Smiles grace the eyes of cameras
As minds care more for stardom
Than critics

V
My heart has chosen
Chosen a “santrofie” bird
Shivers are dancing with flutters
Only Odomankoma knows
The plot of the end
I hope He mixes melodrama with comedy
And if there will be a tragedy
I step in the shoes of ice
Before tasting the arrows of betrayal
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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