In the land of dreamers Beds and pillows are horses Sleep; reins Which trot them to all their desires Their only set backs are When nature calls And when hunger and thirst pinch II The neighbouring land of dreamers Is fantasies Whose work tools are immobility And imagination of wishes Like magicians They get to […]
To the devout Christian When the Islamic cock crows It is noise unprecedented II To the committed Muslim Sounds of claps Loud voices of prayers Stomping feet in Satanic battles Are like disco songs In their tired beds Unnecessary noise III To the African traditionalist Muslims are parodies of the alien Mohammed (SAW) Their laughable […]
Angry rains Slow drains Causing flooding In innocent crowding Why? II Little fire embracing an Airy empire Causing burns In flowery forests Why? III Check your grounds To choose your battlefields Check your drains To pour your rains To eliminate fires on your conscience Where you reside forever Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016
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