I know I might have ridden tantivy
…in your loving zefer
…please forgive and build a fence around my taughts
I fume to think I can’t exhume
…my young caught in the arms of decomposition
I know my rebellion robs on you
…in the bad
But please All Seeing, forgive
…and build a fence around my taughts
I’ll live you right!
I’ll serve you fair!
I’ll bless your protection!
And like a tree with most seeds
…honour you with a bearable dance
…in air song
But please Nana Nyame
…build a fence around my taughts
So they’ll grow to use their got
…for goodness’ lot
For each fall kills a vein in my spirit
…and numbs my heart
…to your serving
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © February 9, 2020