​COMMON SENSE

The beginning of bad thoughts

Marked the end of harmless nakedness

That I know

II

The beginning of birth

Birthed the beginning of death

That too I know


III

The beginning of want

Dug the endlessness of need

Well, took a while to harvest that on the tree of thought


IV

Greed is sometimes a seed of need

Which felt thirst in the belly of hearts

And was boxed by hunger into anger in the loam of minds


V

What has turned puzzle

Wriggling its weight on my mind

Is what turns them snakes to bite themselves

Chewing some and hiding much under their land

Do they need the dawn of death

To see the handiwork of disaster

In their signature on themselves?

Chai! Common sense seems to hang on higher skies

To hearts in hurry for much

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) September 13, 2017

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