THE CASE OF SELF TROUBLING

Once upon a time, an asoridan mu akura
Boasted that he had the protection of asɔre abura
And so nothing would befall it
Even if the worst problem tried to hit it

II
Some of his friends tried to tell him adwobrɛw
But he shoved them off with “mo yɛ mrɛw”
And went on to run his mouth
Until his words went south

III
His voice attracted agya agyinamoa
Who traced it to the church like a tiptoeing Kwaku Amoa
Who has perfected walking without sound
When he is, in his bad deeds, duty bound

IV
He found akura amidst the asɔfoɔ
Who wanted to act as n’abɔboɔ
But saw the many many eyes
Which watched them from their stages high

V
So they let go of the agyinamoa
To hunt akura and make him his akoa
Silencing a voice which bragged and taunted
And freeing the voices hitherto so haunted
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © September 16, 2021