How can I deny
When in my darkest moments
The teach me that
I can stretech
Soon to be deleted. Thank you.
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 ).