CHAINS OF DOOM

Watching and learning
Are the old age teachers of nature
Learning and doing
Are the old age workers of learners
A continuation unending
A growing cycle never to be broken

II
So take these words as a token
And heal these traces of fueling ambitions and many a broken
If hearts, to evil cries awaken
Minds must work to vanquish the evil
…to cease its cries

III
Good ritualists
…call or cease rains
…stop droughts
…stop famine
…heal sick lands
…and protect people
You know it
Yet you let fake ritualists onto our silver screens
With incantations none of our good spirits know
You let them charm with lies
By playing with a fake tricky dice
Deceiving green ambitions
…hoping to cut processes
…to reach their ripening

IV
And so they act
Children pushing guts to mate the mad
And so they act
Children having guts to rape their mothers
And so they act
Youth living low by feeding on rubbish
And so they act
Youth acting vultures to search for pads
And so they act
Youth growing balls to kill their blood
And so they act
Our future losing light to quench our hope
Still, you sit to push the deception
Monetary reception fueling your causes
Is money worth the progress of our generations?

V
When our candles waver
…at the air of death
And our lives cripple
…with ripples of weaknesses
May we not forget the false we pushed
…and their heavy fruits
When our graves do call
…as our land crawls
May we remember the harm we plotted
…and its wreckage on our youth
When our steers are left
…and no arm is ready to hold
May we know we prepared mouths to feed
But not hands to work
For we looked on as work was bypassed for cash
We received the stash through which the propaganda started
And we applauded wealth
…whose source we knew not

VI
When our follies dawn on us
May we walk not to the land of our ancestors
May we walk straight to the dungeons of our shame
Where perplexity and doom will chain and dress us in despair
…forever
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 6, 2021