Your sword was glowing pink
And you loved to slash with powerful ink
I was your link
To the seas of your power’s brink
Oh Yohanne! Why did your boat so sink?
II
I used to, like an uncorrupted child, think
That you were the perfect drink
In that many an ambitious waters of zinc
Always loving your perfect wink
Oh Yohanne! Why did your boat so sink?
III
Now you are one with the pestle
Pounding that which you nestle
Helping those who in your dark wrestle
What is this stool
Which made you such a fallen tool?
Oh Yohanne! Why did you turn into a power bull?
IV
Look at the shadows which drool
Looking into you with teeth at attention so cool
Singing curses in mime to make you a fool
To push you into a deadly pool
Too bad you are on a blindfolding stool
Oh Yohanne! How high is your wisdom school?
V
I know time will make you feel the box
Of the hand which hide as hunting fox
And you will get the pox
Of the minds which act as your dove
As you stand in the light above
Oh Yohanne! Do you really feel some love?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia July 26, 2017.