The Akan’s Dynasty

The Akan’s Dynasty

When the day breaks its spell
like the cracked wall that let
its beloved gecko settle in,
every feet will keep trodding
the path that leads to wealth.

When the sun’s heat hit the
head’s temple forcing out an
ocean of sweat that gushed
down the temple’s aisle, many
mouths await the arrival of food.

When the sun heads back home
looking wearied and walking like
a rickety old car awaiting its funeral,
an offspring from Akan’s dynasty
double-crossed it and carted it away.

Since then have we lost hope
Delusion had built a duplex in
our abode with lots of tenants.
The day’s toils became tools
against which we die every day!

Bard Tosin Morakinyo

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