LOCK IT

Lock it
Even if it takes chains of thorny discipline
Lock it
Even if it needs nails of suppression
Lock it
As king Agorkoli locked his subjects
Supervising mostly to strengthen its walls
Lock it
And tie the red host of trouble
For left ajar
Trouble plays its romance
Like magnets do pins
Lame litters light lots of lips
So lock it
Lock it
I say lock it

II
If you leave it open
Like church doors on a Sunday
Know it can spill scentful blood
And call for scary vampires
To chase, hoping to rip you into bits
Or lions who will you play
In front of needful eyes
And itchy ears
And devore you in full
Like the biblical shark and its Jonah
Only difference;
Never ever to spit you out

III
If you are lucky
Its deeds will attrack dirty flies
Who will visit your taste buds with some excreta
Too foul to smell
Who will want to smell that foul?

IV
So lock it
Like you lock your priced barn
Lock it
Like a golden room in a kingly shed
Lock it
For its energies to light your in
The crows of cocks at dawn
Is the only recognition nature knows
All others are unnecessary noise
So lock it
To free your cages
Be among sages
To speak in adages
Lock it
The tongue in your trappy mouth
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

Photo Credit: Google pics

2 thoughts on “LOCK IT

  1. You held Us in Suspense till the End, my Dear Amoa! Good one, Kudos.

    Yet, I would like to ‘Keep my Tongue on a Tight Rein,’ to Keep it Silent from Unnecessary Usage, and to Speak Out Opposing Every kind of evil!

    Love and Regards. 🙂

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