Today I welcome a new guest poet – Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia, who kindly nominated me for the “Lovely Blog” award – as you may know, I am humbled to receive such awards, but not good at following the rules – so this is my version! You can see more of her work here : http://amoafowaa.wordpress.com/

Cheers
J

GUILTY

Right hand in the left
Eyes bereft
Hoping to meet the sympathizer
Whose hands have been smeared with the sanitizer
Yet will take the dirt and put in the pesewa
Pity and awakening
I am truly guilty

In a big bungalow,
Complaining that money is in the low
I eat to my fill
And I’m able to the incinerator fill
While hunger seeps through the pores of the lot
Under the stormy or cooky shade
Pity and awakening
I am truly guilty

Two squared meals consumed
Beauty products, a must, presumed
Donning fanciful apparel
Polishing, enchanting and making surreal
My existence
While others moan in pain
Which crumps can ease
Pity and awakening
For I am truly guilty

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia, 2013.