War.
war sits,
he expresses grim happiness
from the laughter of guns,
the cackle of bullets,
and the joyous swoons of the shrapnels
militance, the giant of destruction
a screaming swastika
that swallows the lives of innocent
children, women and men
for breakfast, lunch and supper
it feeds the liquid left overs of the dead
to the earth,
it spits in the face of the earth,
with the hateful repugnance of ignorance,
day by day more lives are lost,
and he’s reponsible
the demon sent by hell to destroy unity,
harmony and thereby immunity
buildings are titanics
sinking in the tyrannical sea of fire,
skyscrapers, swallowed
by the infernal bermuda triangle
witness the era of developmental death
as fighting erodes happiness.
By Kakraba Afful
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