The sun is shining sad
The storm is raging mad
The moon’s shine is bad
But I don’t care a tad
The sheep are running to the lion’s den
The goats are running to the tigress’ den
The pigs are running to the foxes’ gathering
The horses are galloping to the wilds’ gathering
But I will not take cover
I am no sun’s lover
I am no storms enemy
So I will only be an observer.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
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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