Dear death robber
As you journey through crude beatings
…torture and a butchering to death town
Please do use the fire of hell
To build yourself anew
If you dream of coming back to life
II
I don’t know who will greet you
…there and turn you round{ to look
…at you and proclaim you torn
…destroyed and
….worn
But I hope you create no but
To make an excuse for not dying happy
Because you made choices to
Be what you wanted to be
And knew your direction would lead pool to a dying
On risks of hitting on
And being hit on even in your
…swift and chosen battlefield
III
Do cast a glance at your mother
And spare a thought to your father
Their shame deserve your second coming
…with you tamed by good deeds
…a giving heart
…and a loving soul
Please come back whole
With an understanding of your situation
To help others outlive same
So they end up changed rather than deranged
IV
You saw how policemen threw you like a garbage
Onto their bus after finding you in the Teak Groove
Knowing some of those you robbed
Happened to have you mobbed?
They oh so cringed rather than getting worried
…even though your loved ones sobbed
They looked at you
Angry that your previous scars
…got you not a change of heart
They also looked relieved that the stress you pose
…has ended for them
Life should be better after a worse
So do come back anew
From the cat-like-paws you wielded and we knew, to live with a clean heart
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © December 31, 2020
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