I brought you into my house,

from stranger to brother,

brother from another mother,

smiled with you everyday,

as we were thrills from the clay,

gave you clothes,

turn you from throw -up to gold

Gave you food,

I correct you,

and you avenge your hurt,

IN MY OWN HOUSE,

You stop talking,

intentionally,

all the smiles were gone

you never ate regularly anymore,

starving yourself to make me feel bad,

I leave for Ohio,

just for a moment,

then you start eating all the food

in the house,

like the beast you are,

doing what you like, twit…
                                                  Ekow Kakraba