It stirs the pots of love
On bright fires of happiness
And takes out the juiciest meats
Leaving soups watery with their crumbs

When death hurts
It swoops down like a hawk
And arrests the most promising chickens
Leaving its family too stifled to weep

When death hurts
Tears hide from eyelids
Fancying themselves too precious
To grace the cheeks of sadness

When death hurts
Darkness falls in broad daylight
Leaving playgrounds bare
And sad beds crowded
Making all weigh their breaths

When death hurts
When death really hurts
Silence is chaos
Bitterness is a slow poison
But regrets can never be remedied
Leaving wishes stuck in the dark
When death hurts
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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