THIS BUILDING OF LOVE

Dig the foundation
Like a mason with the strength of a bull
Let me shovel
Like the strong apprentice
Loving her vocation
Hoping rains of the future aid
To mix our cement of need
With our sand of laughter
To solidify our foundation of love
Smile, no matter how tough
Even ants build huge anthills

II
Laying our growth blocks
One at a time
With mortar of dedication
Praying the sun hardens them
With the smile of affection
Praying away fake destructive land guards
With the faith of trust
Saving woods of compromise
To help roof in proof
Our hardwork
As slates of satisfaction whistle in wait
We surely can
And we will
Even ants build huge anthills

III
We have blessed hands
To wire our patience to light our house
Loving tongues
To ignite our passions after fixing our security
We have blossomed bosoms
To rest our heads after plastering and painting
Dirt will just be a cuddling excuse
Bruises will just aid in angelic massages
Tiredness will just call for hands to hold
Thousand breakages
Will mean thousand thrills of better planning
Fear no foe
Even ants build huge anthills

IV
Sets stay sets
Bets call our bluff
Whips wire wins
Cries mark clearly
Our determination
Throwing enemies in hells of shame
Chaining pursuing beasts
In dens to tame
Turning soundful beaks of guinea fowls
Into chicks to ground pick
So start digging
As I shovel
Even ants build huge anthills
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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