Coffins vary
The feet stay the same;
Six.
Riches are shown
The body stays the same;
Lifeless.
People cry
The soul stays the same;
Gone.
This thing, that thing,
All will end at the same;
Dust.
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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4 replies on “STATIC”
Simple in every sense of the word but the message is beyond simple. Always great to read your poems.
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Thank you Paapa Kwesi. Always grateful for your time.
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Brief but powerful.
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Thank you very much.
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