I want to be loved
I want to be loved
But you’re the walking red flag
Wearing different shades of selectivity
II
You live in a world of fantasy
Looking for a real person to give you ecstasy
Height is your banner
On complexion, you always hammer
Wealth is your loud speaker
Class is what’s on your radar
III
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
But you’re cooped up in your room like a furniture
Your phone, your vision butcher
Yet a dating site is not in your plan
As others’ voices have walked you into a ban
IV
I want to be loved
I want to be loved
Kojo is too short
Sammy has ever been sent to court
Kwame’s teeth are uneven
Abraham is with God uneven
Dodze is an Ewe o!
Sulley is a Northerner o!
Kwamina is a Fante o!
Ei, no Asante o!
V
Keep waiting
Maybe God will come down from heaven
And stretch out his clay
So you can create your own lover
With your preferred structure
In your own class
Coming from your preferred clan
Then you can invite us to the wedding of your dream
And have us, for you, hailingly scream
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © February 19, 2026.
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