THIS SELFISH POWER

My grandmother taught me that power lights
To make all bright
And said a leader is like the moon at night
Shining to help eyes see things right
Did she hide from me the power that bites?

II
I see power which suffocates growth
Seizes development and promotes hearts to loathe
I see power which supports shocks
Hurting the weak by throwing hot rocks
I see the power which holds the neck of strength
Until it loses control and stretches all its length
I see power which showers to cower
And I ask why such power mostly acts tower!

III
In Costus Spectabilis are vile kidnappers
Who can use love of kins to force people to sell their wrappers
Even as others use guns to imprison freedom
In this Impala Lily are horrid hearts playing out a sitcom
…to hurt many a different others in a peaceful kingdom
Many others sit on many a progress
To watch many lives as they regress
Why didn’t my grandmother say
That some use power to push rot to decay?

IV
I can’t stand
On this land
To watch bad band
…our good disband
I can’t watch
Those with crotch
Driving us mad
Just to up their bad
But power’s wings are on the bad
So all others are part of the mad
Caged in the rage of followers
…and branded as disgraceful shallowers
So sad!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 26, 2021