As wisdom drowns amidst time’s wheels
And integrity gets tied to death’s heels
Many are the ills that like eels walk in heels
On talking tiles mocking our helplessness
Weird huh?
II
Gone they seem, those days when caterpillars were peacefully left to turn butterflies
And tadpoles were left grow into frogs
Now very young fruits are plucked and forced to ripe
By heat instead of the blend of sunlight, air and rains
Bringing negative oddity to the fore
Costing the future honourable seats
Where have our consciences travelled to?
III
We now live like angry winds
Destroying our future in seconds celebrations of the now
We now live like army worms
Eating away the grains to save hunger in barns
Shall we eat ourselves in survival of the fittest?
We are self carnivores
Chewing ourselves from feet up
If only our future would show itself in an hour movie
To let us know what will be when our backs are turned
We might learn to pay more heed
That shes may ripe with no scars
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 4, 2018
You write so well, this has such deep meaning. Amazing!
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Thank you. 😆😆😆
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LOVE YOUR TAGS….THESE THINGS SHOULD BE DISCUSSED…..PEACE
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Peace.
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