Tonic for Tired Eyes

No light in my eyes,  I’m burning up
Blinded by the evil and the lies I’m turning up
She don’t want me to see behind her clothes
Forgetting I’m staring right up her toes.

This poem was inspired by a painting I did. A self portrait.  It was also inspired by darkness (in the most Ghanaian understanding of the word ).

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My self portrait - Acrylic on Cardboard.
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