POETRY

POOR PREYERS

We prey
We prey on the same people we were
In our past
Hoping our future will be crowned with wealth
But that future will be same as our past
If not worse

II
So look not down upon the poor town
Crown no frown to force a bow
For the poor with good name
…lives best in kind hearts through their hands
But the poor with a cruel past
…lives poor in all hearts
Barring hands from seeing
…let alone help and so woes will wreck
And anger will hit hard
…where it hurts most
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 18, 2022

Tags POETRY., POLITICS, POWER

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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