30 november 2018

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece


What is so comfortable about the middle
That so many choose to sit there
While the rest of the world dies on the margins
Starving on either side of a fence
And fluttering white flags
That would tear under the weight
Of all the blood strewn across the east and west
Of the middle

© Ama Akoto (2018)

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