POETRY

WHERE STRESS LIVES UNTAMED

Post author By amoafowaa
Post date November 18, 2021
5 Comments on WHERE STRESS LIVES UNTAMED

In a space where many live between the rock and the hard place
Taxes now suck the air and belt the rock and hard place
To squeeze lives out of the most
For the wealthy to sit at their posts to host

II
And so the hopeful now live with slaps of hopelessness
The defensive now fall on the grounds of defenselessness
The happy go luckies now fall on the rocks of sadness
As livers of hand to mouth now cry their fate to deafness

III
Will the greener pastures ever be built?
Can the better place ever be felt?
Will the love of space ever be spelt?
In this horror ground which stones of poverty pluck frustrations to pelt?

IV
But who can we blame?
For power, the big seaters lie to tame
To cover, the top notches appear the same
To cower, the intelligentsias act as game
So lives will run into spaces to be defamed
In this here world where stress now lives untamed
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © November 18, 2021

Tags #Frustrations, #PoliticalPowers, #Taxes, POETRY.

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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