Every since you went

my mind took a train

to the station of destruction,

so I became a walking bomb,

bound to explode,

detonated by the sorrow of the days

My happiness had been convicted

for the felony of laughter?

I can't believe this,

but it is only now,

when the my soul is cuffed

with your departure

that I was destined for sadness

and this powerful destruction

The clock continues to moan,

as it knows that a life is eliminated

the moment is reaches destination

zero and the world goes dark,

my eyes closed forever.

                                                   By Kakraba Afful

Let the ambulance of love

come take my crashed soul away,

the soul which was unable

to be save by the accident of heartbreak,

let them put me on a guerney of hope,

to know that my heart can live again

But for now, I'm on the ground

and the sob of twilight is my deathbed

the news she gave me

was as electrifying as the militance

of a tazor

But now a name comes like a siren,

to deliver me, a corpse of hopeless

me, a corpse,

my heart, a corpse,

zombies in the existence of love

but with her kiss,

there shall be an unbeatable sunlight,

and my heart shall wear the rainbow

as a scarf

to show that there is new life

and that the downfall of a man

is certainly not the end of his life.

                                                   By Kakraba Afful

I guess year by year, cartoons

would have given me a trophy

or certificate for Most Artificial,

well that was me,

with my eyes like an optical, external

hard drive, I had precisely

copied the actions of many fictitious characters

with the valid software of tact

Yep, I was a scholar of immitations,

my mind was a blueprint of cartoons and movies,

what a mess it was?

well, I did it for attention basically

I guess one thing that De-graft Jr.

will have to understand is that

he can't always be getting attention

formerly or at first, I liked to listen

to people so I could see their facial expressions,

that was in the past,

I'm not immitating anyone now

But it was fun somehow,

because when you immitate someone,

you get the opportunity

of thinking like them

and understanding them,

so it also helped me to understand people,

well that was the old me,

I'm being myself now,

chow.

                             By Kakraba Afful 

Ever since she left,

Aphrodite fled from me,

then Apollo visited my world

with crying dirges of myself

my mind morphed into the

calculus of confusion

Sadness was the cobra,

that bit me with melancholic fangs,

and the venom of indecision,

I found my mentality dancing in irregularity,

simply put, I had a refracted mind;

I couldn't think straight,

all my visions became crooked

Then De-graft Jr. became the walking war,

the exact illustration of indecision,

if anybody wanted to show you the definition

of indecision,

all he could have done was to show

you my picture,

Some of my steps were immitations

of someone,

photocopies of shadows,

all this because of a broken heart,

well, I know a lot of people

will hardly believe my story

because I used to smile a lot,

that was only to hide my wounded self

What can I say?

Part of this venom

was injected into me

since I was a baby,

almost everything was done for me,

so decide for myself,

looked extremely big to me,

only someone who was pampered

by his or her parents would understand me

Well, my name is De-graft Afful Jr.

and I was the walking war,

the convict of indecision.

                                       By Kakraba Afful