NOISE OVER NAUGHT

Wool travels through a tree
In a pod which explodes to throw it out
Lucky hands gather to refine
Piece upon a piece into many elegant things
Who is a bird to blame hands
When it feeds on fruits
Stays on trees and
Paint its surrounding with its rear vomiting?

II
A hole can be whole
But in a whole lies a hole
A being was born by a being from a being by a being with no end
Every being artificialised in production
The world is a take upon a take upon a take
Blood being a mixture upon a mixture upon a mixture
All authentic lost to time

III
Oh voices of fake originals!
Horses of self imposed superiors!
Look above and hope to fly
But look down too for the earth awaits
To churn all into food for roots
Roots which would feed your artificials and their artificials
None is a stone which fears no fire, water and air
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) Jan. 9, 2017.

THE BEST’S BEST

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The teacher calls that teacher

“A teacher”

Because the teacher cannot teach what that teacher teaches

 

The preacher calls that preacher

“A preacher”

Because the preacher cannot preach what that preacher preaches

 

The singer calls that singer

“A singer”

Because the singer cannot sing what that singer sings

 

The wise man calls that wise man

“Wise”

Because the wise man cannot comprehend thoughts that come from that wise man

 

Like unending staircase,

Each has his superior

Knowledge of this is prominent in this habitat of the chaser and the chased.

   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia ©2014