Kweku Atta Crayon

Rookie - 74 Points (17th October,1990 / Prestea-Western Region of Ghana)

Room 16. - Poem by Kweku Atta Crayon

Its on the last floor
small space, dim red light
a holy Bible and more,
Tattered curtain laid white.

Light skin ladies
Colourful men
Dogs with rabies
God bless them, Amen.

An innocent porch
A blessed couch
Sleeping days
Bring no pays,

Happy working nights;
'Cut some slights
for only fifty'
Oh Dog! , the price is nifty.

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Change positions
Cum quick, next dog!
Damn stupid wog.

Wear your pants
Be gentle with the curtain
Exit room 16
Say a prayer for the night
The sleeping days will take care of its self

We are only trying to be happy
But we try harder not to regret
This our normal life
'It is finished'.

Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle

Form: ABC

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

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