MRS WITHOUT KISSES

Mrs without kisses
Finger ring in a fury ring
Trusted bird
…on a thorny bed
Boss lady
…on a bruised loving
You say wetin?

II
You can wear smiles of satisfaction all day long
Writing the happiness which you belong
Annoying all in your jealousy gong
You think that would make you –
…look strong?

III
Every effort you make
To make all see your happy living
I see the begging to take –
…misery hidden
There is a thing about the fake
…that never hides in its living
Always swimming out of its many a deceptive lake

IV
So go on and build your mountains
…out of some ant’s eroded anthill
Just as fire hides not in the dark
…we will see the flaming flames –
…sɛ ɛgye gon a!
Pregnancy –
…can hide itself only well at its beginning
Continue shielding your belly to your month of six
We are all here
…and will see the protrusion
…when your bearability begs to bed
So go on in your embellished fantasy
Ɛbon bon bon a, yɛ bɛ ti ne kankan wai
You Mrs missing kisses –
…painting bliss to diss and piss off spinsters
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 15, 2019

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