Mothering monsters must make merry mournful
…in memory

Mothering monsters might mock most
…who moved mountains to make money
…to mum those many moments

How does it feel
To watch as the world
Brands your beloved as unfeeling steel
Armed with justifiable evidence?

How does it feel
To watch the world
Rightfully weed out your seed
…like a poisonous plant
Amidst jubilations which farms your sadness?

How does it feel
To lose your beloved
…as the world cheers your haunting fears
Driving on the best clearance
…on a applaudable road?

Mothering a monster might be the murder of mercy
…from a higher power
Because it sure is hard
…stifling tears so the world sees no sorrow
When your abdomen reminds you of birth cramps
…your intestines drag you through anxietal loss
…your head battles your heart as to attack
…or defense of your own
You sure are to be pitied as your internals bleed
…in the face of jubilation of your loss
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Nov. 10, 2019

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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