He took it from the ground
It was shiny, looked worthy and home bound
He cleaned the tiny dirt off it
And made all chasing it think it was a hit
So they celebratorily cheered him for winning and forgot about it
He took it home and realized it wasn’t fit, for anything
So he started to neglect it
And eventually regarded it as nothing
“Uncle, how does this fit my situation?”
Adwubi asked
I just described you and your situation
It is now left with the it
…to find a fit
…which thinks it a hit
…and will love it as worthy of precious kit
…and help it to be lit
…so it can swerve this shameful pit
Or it can be tasked
To be the protector and picker, and see what fits
Whatever it wants to be, it knows it can be
Now no one tells anyone to fill or flee a dangerous pit
This is all I can say as you sit
…here crying due to all the brutal hits
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © December 17, 2022

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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