Dear frog
You can’t hide in gutters
…under shrubs
…in holes
To croak
And call my daylight chirping a nuisance
Compare a nightingale to a frog
And rate the pleasure of their audience both in sight and sound

Dear frog
I know you’ve wings because of your Chinese delicacy platform
But if you are smart enough
You’ll know your crunchy legs
Compareth not to my healing voice
So stick to your night croaking
And leave me to chirp my songs in daylight

If there be noise which hurts
You’re no environmentalist to book me to court
If there be fear in sound
You’re the last voice to ring terror in mine
If there be disgust in places we noise up
You’re the last person to cry me a devil
It is the best of creatures
…who rate themselves before checking others
This should be your last time
Cracking your sour jokes to buy hatred for me
You living caricature parading as king!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 7, 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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