Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Somebody's daughter

Somebody's Daughter
Somebody’s daughter drowned in her own tears
and washed ashore at exactly where the fishmongers
gather to gossip about every young girl in the village
who dreams of a life better than toothless men can give.

Somebody’s daughter chopped off her arm to lose some
weight so she can fit in a dress smaller than her brain.

Somebody’s daughter gave out her heart to a lover
who’s disappeared forever with somebody’s daughter.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

So much emotion through this. Another food for thought. much appreciation Nana.

Nana Yaw Asiedu said...

Brilliant poem, brilliant photo to go with it. I like!

Nana Kofi Acquah said...

Anon thanks too for appreciation

NY, if you like the poem, then it must be real good ;) Thanks bro.

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