When I look at your face,
I wish to have God’s grace
To re-create.
Why He will place a gem
In a scary bottle beats my mind.
You shine,
Everyone flees
For fear of your brutal consumption
Having no thoughts of you being their messiah of peace
Oh you monstrous beauty!
I will help you do your duty
It doesn’t matter that you have no bones of the pretty
I will close my eyes and look at you with my heart.
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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