As I write my life away Writing others and mine along Who will write me in my decay After my ink is through?… Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia ©2014.
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HUNT DEATH
Here I stand On the very grounds we played with sand And formed a band Hand in hand There he stands apace With sadness sitting on his face And rivers of tears flowing through his gaze As his posture looks like one in a daze There she kneels Saying not what she feels […]
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FOR ELI
It is its time So we must be mute The thief who steals without being caught has stolen Yet again, as we watch without seeing, severally in just a day We must not cry and whine Because even that blesses his next hunting You can cry You too can cry He too can cry She […]
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IS IT REALLY A HOLIDAY?
These tools need oiling These tools of mine need a breather These tools of life’s conflict must rest And the earthly mandated leaders have given a day. I could sleep and test death I could sit and try to see the air I could sing myself hoarse I could just walk around aimlessly […]
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THE UGLY TAKER
Our young years, decades ago Saw us scaling the walls, Saw us breaking the sills, Made us break all rules. We plied this route and hid under those bushes We kissed and shivered openly wavering new converts Our cocoon of sleep was never peaceful As it was kept busy even when all rekindle their fatigued […]
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STAGES OF LIFE OF A DEVIANT.
Time Mime Slime Prime Sublime Crime Dime Climb Lime Trail Jail Frail Mail Wail Transition. Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
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CHOOSING MY FRUITION
I don’t want a beautiful artificial nose. After expiration, the underneathers will make it a hose For transporting their goods amidst blows, And eventually turn it into food for those Who can only live underneath and not close. I don’t want alluring fake breasts. After expiration, the underneathers will rudely massage and on […]
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DEATH TO COURT
Fire of kismet Mountable wall of no return Icy hands that freeze to defrost unwanted Barrier to the barriers of top Beggar of many’s hate Teeth like metals that do not tire chewing Throat as hollow as the vastest ocean Swallowing the worlds’ treasures without clemency Happy man eater Courageous breath burglar Appear! Appear in […]
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