​LOVING NOW

I know many of us are everything but perfect
Sometimes assuming positions of trouble prefects

But life’s ink 

Has risen for all who sink

And it makes me think

II

I see all live in gardens of flowers

Bathed in many praising showers

But like dead wood in a king’s court

They feel not

So why grace a thing with goodies

When its essence begged in vain?

III

Some live like goats

Never bending in their revenge coats

How do they metamorphose into dogs

Guarding decaying clay even through fogs?

Why wait till after the rains to place a bucket?

IV

Close trees, they say scratch each other

Silly how human trees, in locomotive abuse

Explore further from their treasures

Suffocatingly searching for left pleasures

Until they go stale

Their perfumes poisonous even to inhale

Then cry rivers into seas

About their plight which they caused in flight

V

Backs box as necks turn with eyes of foxes

Until one falls from this life tree

Yearnings for a chest now at rest

Yearning to look into eyes forever shut

Yearnings of needful words stuck in lateness

Waters of regrets forever built like fountains

In their hearts

Why do we muddle clear waters 

Only to seek the pure?

VI

We are sheep with fake claws

Doves with fake eagle beaks

Why we get those even while our insides churn

Only our body electricians can tell

I would prefer the perfect vibes

While my nerves are at work

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © August 11, 2017