​YOUR OWN BI YOUR OWN

Birds know they own their nests

And love the inn eventhough they know the existence of hunters

Bats love their standing trees in the midsts of tree cutters

Worms mate the earth in style

Even in places pickaxes dig

Why won’t our elders say

None uses his left hand to point at his father’s house?

Your own bi your own

Even fecal animals love their grounds


II

Your painting models your house

Your posture determines your win on a battlefield

By your mouth’s words, things can see the be

Even in rare miraculous realms

None uses his left hand to point at his father’s house

Your own bi your own

Even fecal animals love their grounds


III

Legs fit their perfect shoes

Bigger ones will show

Smaller ones won’t fit

Heads with wisdom need few words

To cook a perfect meaning

None uses his left hand to point at his father’s house

Your own bi your own

Even fecal animals love their grounds

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) August 3, 2017

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