I saw a juicy fruit
On a very huge tree
One said to have fruitful seeds
Making “kwaa-brefre” stand at ease
II
Its smell, so potent
Its colour so attractive
A youthful and ripe look
I stretch but can’t fetch
Its tree holds it so high
Why?
III
Thorns are hired to it protect
Leaves are tasked to it shade
I need this fruit
Only this fruit in whole
To make me whole
IV
My seeds I need
To feed from it
My grounds and I need it
To stand so firm
So other trees and plants
Will recognize our stance
Fall like my manna
Ye goody fruit!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 6th August, 2016
Mum Cee 