So, are you? 

So are you happy?
Now that half a soul is yours
As the other unlearns oneness.

So, are you happy?
Soon, all this mouth will say is echoes of yours
As the other half unlearns oneness.

So, you are happy?
One and half a soul is yours
As half of the half unlearns oneness.

I’ve never truly understood women whose quest for love hurts that of other women, especially married women. So I decided to rant in poetry and try to seek some answers too. Are they really happy? That’s what I’m asking and that’s why I wrote this. Happy New Year again too.



© M’afua Awo Twumwaah 2018.