What is the name given to the game
…a bird plays
When it goes up and comes down to bath in potable water
…with its contaminated body
Only to hang in mid-air to shoot arrows of disgust
…at the fishes living therein
Calling them filth needing to be cleaned
…all because of its small wings?
What do you call it?
What do you call such a bird?
What do you call a duck who thinks itself a giant
Intimidating dragons whose wings are clipped whiles sleeping
Forgetting their weaker versions live in the Pentagons of the dragons?
What do you call such ducks?
Just how do you call them?
Laughter which bursts biles
…buys for intestines a taste of sourness before a vomit
If darkness were a cover
…now it has been uncovered by daylight
So work to cut the reins of the insane
Kill the importance in the impotency of gifts and imprisoning loans
…with self rule through contentment of self mades
A scrotum which feels the pain of an angelic wing
…must guard itself from a future other
…or risk being tagged foolish by suffering another
It is when the heat of defeat evaporates
…that we see the true nature and thoughts of the defended
Wuhan has killed to enlighten the world
…and made us see the true hearts of its people
When a race starts
…we sure must embrace the run
When supremacy rains
…we sure must compete for a harvesting
Trailing behind is a loss
An eye for an eye only makes the fight fair
We must so prepare to guard us
Throwing out their garbage and bringing in ours to wash clean
Horrid fires need put outs
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 13, 2020