By
Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah
Addiction
When the calabash of a drunkard breaks
he shall not rescind the fallen of his drink
to the gathering of itchy ants
whose thirsty throats cannot beget the savor of its mints.
The drunk,
of his addiction would continually make merry from the pot that brewed the wine
and contaminate infant tongues and crawling minds
with the belief in death and notion of forgetfulness.
He would say,
“let us not work
for tomorrow is for the fool who believes in it”
Thus,
satisfaction and addiction
is as contagious as an adulteress lust.
Great work