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POETRY

PREPOSTEROPID

I will boil and evaporate the heavens like steam
To God, hidden in there, redeem
I will drink off the rivers and their seas like a thirsty beast
And fold the earth like it is my least
For I am the sent of God
…with more miracles than he hoards

II
I will order all winds to stop
And have many a mountain level, with the hollow, their top
I will deteeth all carnivores
…make all omnivores kings and queens
I will imprison ails only with horrible souls
And garnish enemies with deformity
Every child will grow like a flower
And exploration will be my gift to man
I will live above the heavens
And my feet will touch no ground
My tears will feed all thirst
And my laughter will heat the earth
For I am a wonder on a mission

III
It is a pity your countenance speaks disbelief
But a relief your sense is intact
Funny how many questionable prophets succeed to charm you
…in their make believe and funny languages
Do I need a pulpit robe to fit in the lie?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 10, 2021

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. :)

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