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THE IMPALA LILY

The Impala Lily
…is now like the goat called billy
With antics reckless and silly
And flaws horrible and chilly
Threading paths of mistakes so hilly

II
Now we live in the lie of light
The flawed perfection of small salaries made big and bright
Now we live in the wealth of gargantuan debts
And the gay sadness of abject poverty
Now we live in the cruel death of health
And have this uncanny attraction to crimes
Now we live in the fair projection of nepotism
And the clawed pampering of suppression
This is the Impala Lily

III
This is the Impala Lily
Where security is a bully
This is the Impala Lily
Where food is waste in harvest
And famine is a frenemy in dryness
This is the Impala Lily
Where citizens carry porch vehicles of triple-chined politicians with tired limbs
This is the Impala Lily
Where power speaks to overturn truths

IV
This is the Impala Lily
Where affiliation is ticket to better living
This is the Impala Lily
Where parliamentarians sing harmoniously to tunes of their payments
…only to turn onto eachother
…when welfare of citizens pop up
This is the Impala Lily
Turned stooges of begging
This is the Impala Lily
Without shine
Without perfume
And with no thoughts of promising seed pollination
This is the Impala Lily
Where ethnic fires flame with many mouth fans
…without thoughts of consequences
This is the Impala Lily
Where paupers act goons to political bigwigs
…who see them as donkeys for their higher climbs
This is the Impala Lily
Where preaching masks the word in truth
…as money makes deacons, elders and pastors
And deceit defeats the purpose of worship
…as congregants lick indoctrination to protect their deceivers
Oh this is the Impala Lily
Where punishments are rewards and promotions
And congratulations stemming from goodwill is witch hunting
Oh this is the Impala Lily
Nature’s beauty turned artificial ugliness and wealth suffer thievery
This is the Impala Lily
Lovely in horror
Picturesque in underdevelopment
Smiling in disrespect
And still acting as nauseating vomit
…on world stages as robbers cleverly pick our body in parts
This is the Impala Lily
Where talks dance in the mouth of practice
…to halt growth in stunted ungrowth And we’re one of the best on the continent
So imagine the ‘perfection’ of the whole
And the future awaiting all
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© May 25, 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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