Beware of Me

She looks meager

Like an elephant striken with hunger

People's pity makes her angerier

If asked why? She wouldn't answer

She came from some place called Accra

Where heft of hay were in hectares

She was always seen sober

Her eyes so amber

Gnashing her teeth to passers

'Please feed me' she asked by

As night crawls

To her home she strolls

Under the bridge of an abandoned road

She jacked awake

To see an intruder not so far away

Whose atire are in disarray

To her chest she clutched her only weapon

As she shockingly awaits his welcome

'Please don't' she says in a whisper

She screamed letting out her despair

Heavyly the man fell on his back

With a knife piercing his right chest

Probably dead she assumed

Unconsciously, she felt amused

And off she zoomed

'Beware of me' she said to the night.

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