Alexandra Yeboah

A mother’s love is sweeter
than honey from the honeycomb.

It is more beautiful than
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Sadness engullfs me,
Depression overtakes me.
I feel as if life is
a bottomless pit,
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Without you,
there is no point in living.
Why should the sun keep shining,
The Birds singing,
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Bubbly clouds strut along in
a haven of soft sparkling blue,
their bodies plump, massive white,
feathery light.
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Words—
Beautiful as a mother’s kiss,
A clear sky with cotton-candy clouds,
A lark's cheerful melody,
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When I close my eyes,
all is lost.
Evil sights around me
fade away.
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Unconditional Love
isn't just any kind of love.
It's not the type of love
you can get on the street.
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You may not like the colour of my skin
whether it mocks the tawny mare of a lion
strolling through the Savannah
or whether it emulates the wings
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Feet that walked on water
with the power of the Father
calmed Peter's fears
and rid him of his cares.
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Sing a song of beauty,
euphoria and love.
Sing a song of peace
that flows through your veins,
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Here's my poem:
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I hate to see you hurting,
lowered eyes,
slumped shoulders,
tears crawling down your face,
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I was always that girl
you passed by in the halls.
As I struggled to pile my books
into my locker,
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Don't think of this place.
In this place you lie awake all night,
nightmares dancing around in your dreams,
fear causing you to break out in sweat.
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She was alone,
All alone.
Feelings of loneliness
and sorrow gave way to
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Ribbons of salt water,
Emerge from deep within
Two eye cubicles,
And flow,
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He hurts you.
Like a raging lion
he pounces on you,
sinks his teeth into your flesh.
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I walk across the stage,
the whole school looks on.
the teachers are smiling,
the students are cheering.
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They stand face-to-face with evil everyday.
To them, Evil has a name, a voice, a spirit.
He draws them close, caresses their bodies,
kisses the napes of their necks.
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Hair that gleams like golden light,
Skin the colour of alabaster.
Eyes that dance and twinkle bright,
Your lips, a curtain that draws back to crack a smile.
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