VULTURES

Vultures hover
Like ants promised a sugar rain at dawn
Watching from my skies
Hoping I fall like a broken log
For carnivores to have their fill
So they can have their turn
What did I do to attract this attention?

II
I am no fruitful tree
Sure no bird so free
No crown for kings
Hoping to be spared under buttocks of crowns
So why the commotion?

III
If there is a God
I ask for a gourd
To pray through the gods
Ancient and modern
To clear me from sight
Sight of vultures in chase
Sight from vulturic pimps in selling
I am like a river under no shield
Flowing and need protection
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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