The forbidden rides juicy bids
Which drives mad the barred hard
To force open its many lids
And play freely in its barred yard
II
If you just can’t have it
Then the price tag doubles
Because you can’t just shake it
…off your knocking thought troubles
III
It is like a DNA flaw the creator engraved
…in the core of humanity
None can, from its effects, be saved
And none can, through its effects, get clarity
IV
So good will so turn bad
So the bad, some good will have, with years
Bad will so turn good
So the good will have some bad with years
Forget the fall of the scary changers
The world tires not from producing loving rangers
…who turn strangers and are flagged dangers
…only to turn heroes
That weird twist
…adds to life!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 21, 2020