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The Pink Lever

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
The freaking bell breaks its law again
The Christmas Eve was just a tale
The feathers of chicks were just at hail
Arrows of pains were in their veins
The hot-reddish path was gained
Key claimed as if the dame was lame
Cocky perfumes all-over the wailing sail
Dogs wail for the eve is great
The time of pain was over for a new day to begin in weightless end
Mamma was good to stay in hay for there’s no work for her to lay
Bones were many for puppies to play
As they sing "the day is young and hay
Cats were in hard diet
 For the enemy was at hand the whole night
No captives were found in their way light
Birds rejoice in the loud voice they could know
The box created for a special snow
Never got to sow
They reap nothing like cold
Hottie! Hottie! The weather was bold
The rain too never unfold
Winds were brails and never woed
Happy we were for the families were in whole
Music was played to close the hole
Magic tale were happening in front of our face
No war was found in trace
The dogs and cats took honey and went on dates
They made a lot of money cos they dance in gates
The birds too went for the puppies for there was nothing Coney in the fairies.

Copyright © Daniel Agyei Asenso | Year Posted 2019



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The People

The people 
thousand angels came from beneath 
they attacked our axis 
by unpleading our culture 
making our way back windy 
delivering a platform of invasion for others 
tactically they prove unknown to us 
leaving us to thrive on the undefined 
the route of confusion the made on our poor ways 
death became our short sight 
conflict on the other path 
captivity was over yet slavery was known 
strategically they invent a new way to be dominant 
leaving our tools to fight for paper 
gaining survival from them 
when our tools rust uncertainly 
our delicable way of conversation was over 
physical moments with our family is  gone 
the independent in our blood on their side 
our villages we admire most 
we now despise them 
black green in us had left to be replaced 
lime taking over our vegetation

Copyright © Daniel Agyei Asenso | Year Posted 2019


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