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The smiling sun has frown - darkness has taken a seat
The singing birds now bleat 
For this remnants we see on our streets
Are symbols of the reward of the emergence.
That which came with a veil of peace
That which sneaked through our borders with protocols.

Through the darks they fired our color - our light
In this same night 
They murdered our feet with bullets 
From Guns and cutlasses
The herbs that once pampered our lips 
Are now talismans on our hips 
For this powders from guns soiled our humility
And engraved our generosity - with a vow
A vow sealed with the  blood of innocence
The man you see now arose from the deeds of gunpowders
And stood tall among the peace founders 
To rob the pieces of peace left
Peace is put to rest by the emergence 
Of this powders of gun.
Behold, they introduced a Michael 
But a Lucifer in disguise

~ Gunpowder: the irony of world peace

© Adatsi Brownson
Ghana