Kwaku Manu saw the struggling plant
…in its dying can’t
Realized it could grow into fruition
If it got all the needed care and nutrition
So he watered it
Made sure it was fit
Protected it from pests
And fenced it from animals
II
No head was in sight when he worked
No hand extended a shade as he worked
But the moment the plant started to fruit
A hand clapped as a mouth shouted
A tongue wagged as a foot stomped
Claiming ownership of the plant
III
Frimpong Manson said she planted it
By pouring its seed on the dump
Knowing it was fertile enough to grow it
Forgetting no plant could grow in that place
Without a helping hand
But society rallied behind her
To deprive Kwaku Manu
…of his rightful harvest
This is a mirror of human parenting
One so horrid like a rotten rag
Yet it is the handkerchiefs of shameless societies
Who use them to sing and dance to
…the hallelujahs of hypocrisy
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© July 23, 2021
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Ha! I love this one.
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