NO

You built a furnace with your deceit
…and lighted it hottest with your lies
You pushed me hard
…into it
…with your disrespect
And locked it firmly with your abuse
Your cheating fanned to fuel its burns
…and your cheeky smiles added more coals to keep it flaming
If a Samaritan has broken those hot walls
…and has saved me from its hell
…you see the fixed flesh and think I fit your flex?
Ha!
Even donkeys know they fit no dons and their keys together

II
So
…go
…blow
Your
…cold
…stroll
And leave be
…a poor soul
…regrowing from its beheaded roots
You’re no god to hoard my hurts
And you sure are no board to record my fate
Take your hate in your own bait
…and leave me straight
…for my newest date
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 22, 2020