Citizens are protected
Protected by the laws of the land
Laws which beat and lock and kill to fill voids
How is it that the nation of love has no laws?
When disappointment hovers around its appointments
Chaos hides behind its partitions of glitters
Pain waits in chambers of the capital of its royalties
And tears stand behind its deceptive happiness
How does the nation of love
Maintain its supremacy without legislative rules?
From villages of serenity
To cities of heartbreaks
Waters of fulfilment to droughts of shame
Satisfaction in completion to hunger of loneliness
How come no security stands guard on this dangerous ground?
Despite the punches of leftovership
And the assault of bond breakages
Where fears form clouds of tears and rain sleepless nights amidst monstrous jeers
How is it that no court exists for justice?
Is the nation of love like a phantom?
Or more like a catastrophe hidden in a fantastic parcel?
Is it like a sugar coated toffee
Hoarding sours which chews tongues and uproots teeth?
Bees of its publicity abounds
First as butterflies
Oh ye nation whose memories cannot be erased!
A nation which favours the unfavoured
With an allure none can resist!
I leave your fort in the now to show your bruises
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 13, 2017