Please tell me your name in date
So I can crown your preparation in grand state
For I’ll hate to be found in tattered drawers
Or worse in my birthday suit
…by my revered
And I’ll hate to be seen without my shea shine
Even if flies start to on me whine
So tell me your name in date

I’ll hate to be in a bra unfitting
And will hate to show the morgue
…hairs unsettling
Perfection is a dream of the state
I hope to meet you for your high rating
So tell me your name in date

You sure won’t like my hovering spirit in a shy state
You sure won’t like seeing my awkward soul in a dishonored bait
You sure won’t want me to hover like a bad ghost
Fighting off your hunt in angst
You know I can do more than that
So tell me your name in date

I must look like perfection
Ooze love for an impressive goodbye
I must leave no horrors
And model royalty for an unforgettable absence
I must daze eyes to state my fate
In letters perfumery
To kill off the flies of disgust
And banish unfortunacy from my funeral
So do tell
Tell me your name in date, dear death day.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© May 20, 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. :)

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