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COWARDICE
 
My Good Brother
My Good Brother;
When did you turn to be a woman?
A fearful woman polishing your face with several 
Bright assorted creams,
Tending your hair with expired permanent waves,
Wearing very short and transparent dresses that 
Revealed the most hidden parts of your precious body,
Telling us all your secret plans and intents,
Talking much without any action,
Walking shakily in all your strides?
 
When did you turn to be such a spoilt woman
Having decayed morals?
Offering to everyone you invited home to enjoy your drinks 
Toxic wine to depose their minds?
When like a hen you should have lain upon the eggs you laid
You scattered them  ---
You scattered even our flock when you should have 
Given them hay to feed upon 
As a good shepherd does.
You poisoned the ears of our dogs to bark around and bite 
Innocent people like mad rabid dogs.
You promised to give our cats healthy dish
Only to give them rotten fish
Just to sicken and weaken their brave hearts.
 
When would you put away your evil character?
Be the true man we know you to be
For all this is mere….. Cowardice.
 
By Ebenezer K N Baiden- Amissah
P O Box LG 1254,
Legon, Accra.
Contact: +233(0)245310380
                 +233(0) 201257024

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