IN OUR WAR

Lord
It’s been a while
I’ve gone miles with smiles without your dial
Hosting your bitter bile
…in my heart’s file
As thoughts pile on talking tiles
What do you say?

II
God
I have traveled abroad your favour hoarding
Cruising in peace I can afford
…in your danger Ford
Should I expect your anger rod
…or scissors severing your cord?
Is there any?

III
Nyame
I always hear you bought me
…so have got me
…even in my rot
Do you still feel me in your cot?
I forget I am but a dot
…my hot can’t hurt your lot
Are you still struggling with my mind’s knot?
You made it
…didn’t you?

IV
I find you behind my find
…as shadow in a hollow
… I, like a rabbit, burrowed
Your empire as hell’s fire
…chasing in my acquire
…with needs dire
…breaking in at my will
So take many seats back

V
Your empty promises
…culminated into my many crosses
Your many mays
…pushed me to my detested strays
I am what you created
…story story
I am who I think
…knowing you not
I give you this though
…your pen did write deep in my heart
…for you to still gather alphabets
…into a piece
…to birth, even today

VI
Continue to glow in my flow
Continue to control my stroll
Continue to blow your airs on my sores
I am abroad your favour hoarding
And I am so comfy
…so very comfy
…without your umbrella
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © June 9, 2019

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