then he stabbed me

with these words;

"De-graft Afful, you are hereby

convicted with painful tears,

and sentenced with heartbreak,

and an additional sadness

in amore prison for repulsive

attitude in court!"

My eyes closed upon the

world, that foolish judge

called destiny, he didn't

understand that my heart

was racing after the very

honey that persecuted me

Then sadness came,

the cop

and chained me with limitation,

there was a dry taste

in my mouth,

I had been defeated,

I wanted to hide myself from

the world,

and the wore the robe of insanity,

my head, dizzy in this painful reality

As saw her, leave the courtroom,

my glory,

I felt deep within me,

it was not her choice to

bring me to court,

that ballistic brother of hers,

she left with tears,

she tried to hide,

but my heart saw them,

it was solemn with a silence,

and my lips spread out

with a hopeful smile,

but looking at the door,

and the heavy sentence

I had to carry,

wounds began to form,

regret,

insecurity,

paranoia,

pain,

and the death of my soul,

I became...

a convict of the heart.

                                        By Kakraba Afful