APPEALING FOR MURDER

There is a cave deep down this mountain of chaos
Sewn with stones at its entrance by the thread of greed
In there are tears of the broken
In there are the songs of those dumb by fear
Therein lie the youth of troubled children
Oh in there lives the hope of the poor
Their pride hugging their humanity there too
Please, send no vulture to tear the thread of the stone
In spying if they still live
For they have been there too long
That their owners have already performed their funerals
Too bad their dignities also live in that cave
Making their mourning a public affair
To the happy eyes of they who left their consciences as skilled guards
To the precious parts of my beloveds
They who revere in their own strength in hunting humans
And taming them into their faithful dogs
They who are protected by the famished barks of the hungry
Loved by the blind sight of the lost
Worshipped by souls who have lost touch with discernment
And so their perverted laughters walk the street and roam the caves
Butchering maimed souls

II
Send no hawk in spying if the precious parts of my beloveds liveth
I fear they’d also see the hopelessness and come back
To hunt their chicks
Who are born dishonoured
Send no ant in spying too
I am afraid they might find a little hole to crawl therein
Stealing in bits bites to save for their rainy season
Just send your sword to relieve their necks of the burden of carrying their heavy heads
Heavy heads filled with mounds of tiredness
Sand of shamelessness
Mountains of unrecognized hard work
And sealed with skulls heavily built with metallic manipulations
To believe what once was as what never was
And what is as the norm of chains necessary for ghostly freedom
There will be no blood for a blood bath
So worry not MantsΙ›
You know they’ve all been drained and replaced by diesel of religious dementia
So they will fertilize the land
And the happiness will be in seeing the lords hunger like slophs
As their untrained hands rebel in working
Their currency-pampered feet demonstrate in moving
And their egos cry their fall from crowns to their own feet
End this eyesore Onukpa
And let the land die to live
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© Jan. 22, 2019

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