No, my parents didn't pamper me,

it was I, who pampered myself

with ignorance;

I became a weakling at last,

devoid of knowledge and understanding

No, my parents did all I could do,

but I injected myself

with the vaccine of shortcomings,

a strong, hazardous drug

I mistook for free freedom

but this freedom was evil,

it made my brain and hands

lazy,

so I could do nothing

I was capable of doing

Then laughter comes from all sides

and stabs me ravenously,

tis nothing but my ignorance

that haunts me

like a ghost of my existence.

                                                          By Kakraba Afful