Vagabond Alluring, Gamer In Nothing, Ashtray!
Who served you onto the African woman in this modern world?
Who made you a begging bowl on the street of love?
Who made you a trap to catch skillful players on this park of coupling?
Do you have a connection to brain cells?
I am tired
Seeing your handwriting on public boards
Wearing pathetic sympathy suffocating hearts to take your side
I am nauseous
Watching you hoarding eggs to jump the hole of singleness
Like an overfed bull being pushed by a dead ant
I am ashamed
Looking on as you take off your covering
Showing your naturally decorous self
Under disgusting spotlights
Just to catch attention of nincompoops
I am saddened
That a holy ground is now a gutter
With spittle of insults mixing fecal matter of dread
Pathetic urine kissing crocodile tears in horror of eyes!
The global connection is not your coital stage
Where you perform your horrid acting
Sure, your part of the whole hide from real business
So discipline you!
By all means, satisfy you without playing victim!
A great footballer cries not after scoring points
By all means play fair
A great lottostaker shows well her prices as they come in
By all means perfect your act
Studying to gain knowledge on your commercialness or otherwise
Will take off your spectacles of ridicule
None has the time to see the many baskets of hurts you weave
On this World Wide Web!
Stop letting eyes feel like gauging themselves out
When the world has better to offer!
Stop making mouths roam
In search of needles and threads to seal themselves
When tongues have much to say!
Stop making ears look for plucks to block their canals
When many a nice tunes await a listening!
Play adult only when the balls in your breasts can stomach responsibilities!
We’re tired of your poor acting!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Dec. 7, 2018
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