Tribute to danger
Wearing a jacket of piranhas
he seemed to be friends with risk,
dancing in a furnace,
sitting on a bear trap,
sleeping in a compressor
but he was reached for the diamond
in the fangs of cobra
He drank the venom of an adder,
dueted with the sharks,
swam in a pool of eels
and kiss falling guilotines,
guess what?
he never died,
the adrenalin of possiblity
had made him wear
a garment of perpetuity,
he was danger
and he feared no risk.
By Kakraba Afful
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