Oh Lord
My God
We’re awed
By your sword
That comes aboard
Anytime we’re being bored
By the angel who is flawed
Let this sword be our claws
As we aim to snore
In the darkest rest
Amen.
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Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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