At last
I found me a man
We met at our funeral
We stood at the altar
Chanting vows after our priest
We stood
Watching our alters
They seemed sad
For death
They looked too dead
Shocked out of breath
About betrayal from us
But what do you do when
You are too in love to live
You learn feeling fleeting emotions
Unsavory true love
And death offers the best option
The only true chance of forever after
©M’afua Awo Twumwaah, 2016.
Afua Awo Twumwa 