WHEN YOU WANT TO TELL IT

When you want to tell it
To an audience unreadable
Your tongue becomes a football park
And ‘it’ becomes a slippery ball
Dribbled by your will
Coming as far as the tip of the tongue
And speeding back as far in as the end of your throat

II
When you want to tell it
Knowing it could land you in a frying saucepan or fire
At best send you swimming in a cool river of sympathy and or pity
Your teeth become protective walls
Your eyes turn red on traffic of care

III
When you want to tell it
Knowing not its harvest
Either of freedom or witch hunt
Ears engage in a battle
One side hearing songs of applause or near applause
The other dodging shots so sharp

IV
When you want to tell it
You are like a diarrhoea patient
With the strength of pride on a public stage
Cold sweats evaporating from the pot of your head
On the heat of fear
When you want to tell it
Oh when you want to tell it
IT
Your SECRET
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 27, 2019

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