I will sing of Fireflies…

go home
to my brothers
shouting my last deed
of buying death and life
with the cedis of corruption

Tell them
i tried living longer
than what the earth could
could do for the thirsting stone

i have a song to sing
a song of a nation
a song of prejudice
and yellow bamboos
composed under the
blanket of collective bribery

they say from their roomlets
i have committed an abomination
that i have written to the lousy birds
their crimes and ballooned thefts…

©Nana Arhin Tsiwah
..TheVillageThinker..