A HEROINE’S WELCOME

Mark it
You, you and you
Who have used my most precious thing
As tool to shoot my pride
Your hands will clap at the rebellion of your heart
Soon, very soon
When the world asks that you stand
To give me a heroine’s welcome

II
Mark it
You, you and you
Whose teeth jubilate at my fall
Your smile will painfully be fucked in mouth tearing
When I stand there
There
Where the spotlight felicitatiously shines
Making your smile imperative
I can’t wait to see that smile that digs bile in your mouth
As you give me a heroine’s welcome

III
Tell them
Tell he, she and they
Whose tongues happily wag at the storms
Which robot my dance of shame that
Soon
Very soon
Those tongues would be forced to carry my best parts
And hawk to convince the already convinced world in a buying
Just to feel belonged
In my heroine’s welcome

IV
Tell them
Tell he, she and they
That my sun has risen under these clouds
Oh tell them
Tell those legs helping hands to wake the sleeping
To see the pain I wear
That a moon hurries to this darkness
A sun waits to replace it when it works and tires
And when it finally appears
All yous giggling in twos
Will rise in a painful ovation
Yes, a very painful ovation
To give me a heroine’s welcome
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Feb. 21, 2019