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CONTORTED CONSCIENCES

Tɔntɔnte tɔntɔnte!
We’re drinking from the tears of poor nurturing!
Tɔntɔnte tɔntɔnte!
Nursing seeds of blame shifting calls for harvests of murder!
Tɔntɔnte tɔntɔnte!
We’re drinking from the wine of false men acting messengers of the Most High
Tɔntɔnte tɔntɔnte!
None marries an enemy but some nurse their lovers into enemies!
And wo we weep!

Ib
If nurturers will raise childrento fear crimes
Instead of witchcraft
Our world will be a better place

II
If parents will nurture humanity
Instead of using fear to tear down consciences
Making men monsters serving fake spirits
Our world will be a better place

III
But we sit as others like us
…are made taboos
Cheering as others hit them with boos
We watch as others are made enemies
…enemies of wrongs falsely imposed
Feeling so composed
Firing fears of “accomplices” into those wanting to expose…
What is wrong with our wiring?

IV
Why must every problem have a spiritual backing
…with a physical face?
Why must every calamity be on a Satanic plate
Being pushed by our own people?
Why is a wife’s blood crying from a young body
…turned corpse
Due to a prophecy of a man of God?
Ha! A man of the same God who created us all?
There sure is something wrong with our nurturing!

V
We need to stand and fight off our made up spirits!
We need to work to take down
Undeserving men of God empowered to kill with daggers of words!
We need to learn to accept failures
…by looking back at our steps
And not at others!
Those who still believe in spiritual forces on their own built lives
Need to learn to battle spirits with spirits!
Taking another’s life due to your frustrations is demonic
Let’s work hard to fix them –
Yes, let’s work hard to fix our contorted consciences!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © September 11, 2020

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. :)

5 replies on “CONTORTED CONSCIENCES”

Is it with only daggers of words?
They are now emboldened to use live weapons!
Weaklings who can’t accept that in the life, “failure” is and forms part of life’s tapestry.
They say, “the neglected” and “the pampered” are all in a bad shape.
VINTAGE piece!

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