Behold, The New Year Cometh Poem by DOMINIC PREMPEH

There will be no funeral
For the death is replaced by birth
There shall be no wailing
For we need to outdoor the new baby with smiles
Balloons, fire crackers and bonfires
Witnessed and sealed our resolutions
And will keep reminding us
It is so amazing how sober we become the first few days
And subsequently…!
We will be back to our old ways
Forgetting what we swore and promised
This year shall be different
We shall keep our resolutions in our chest pockets
And make good use of it always
For this year is our year.

(Jan.2015, Ofoase)