The Dead Man Poem by Ebenezer Ampadu

Sticky as obsession
Fazed by nothing
Full on the feathered one's jewels
And pearls of the green tree too
Mimic is a monkey

The glowing sun warms better, a few steps away
The death bed beyond, is wrapped in gold
Like a condor, climb the sky
If discovered by the giants
Remember, paths are many
Does a rat dig?
Have a date below

Up! Life is lived!
Without a care in the world
Treated like an ass
Kicked with steel boots
Still Unfazed!
The bread is baked
Care as the dead care

Trouble on the back like a tortoise's shell
Change, you are forbidden
Bind and give joy
Misery is home
Only in the new bed
The hound hears the master's call
The wary hare fidgets
Darkness warms as a blanket in winter
Death stands guard

Shabby bed, disappear!
No turning back
That's an ingrate!
Who cares?
Obsessed with the snow
Flight saves a soul
No time to flee!
A date in the soil
But, why wear a stone?

Because —— I am a dead man!

(Worcester, MA 2026)