SINKING LOW

We have crossed the river
The river which made us shiver
Keeping us on safe ground
All around

II
We have bossed
We have bossed the bosses who consciences checked
Regarding none that crossed
Now chaos, like clouds, wreck into worst wreckedness

III
Cockroaches now fly in daylight like birds
Flies now rule like eagles
Even dogs look like chameleons
So unreadable
Where are the birds and eagles?
How did doves get replaced by vultures?
Decorum sinks lower in dark circles
Branding us blind
Leaving us behind
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) January, 2017

Tags CONSCIENCES, POETRY.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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6 replies on “SINKING LOW”

Beautifully written!!!💞💞

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Thank you.

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Your poem has accurately described the current state of affairs in America.
Doved truly have been swallowed by vultures.
The eagle hangs his head in shame.
Shadows and shades dominant a land that once aspired to nobility.
Yet Women Warriors stand ready for battle.

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