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THIS DEBAUCHEE

I’ll say my confession

Hoping for an absolution

And a subsequent redemption or salvation.

I could perform an ablution

If that can stop my obsession

Or I could subject myself to gyration

As an anointed wheel me in his direction

I am in a sinful generation

Correction is nothing but disruption

I’ve gone from fabrication to deception

To defamation, to many a ‘dastardation’.

I am debauched by decadence and have no admiration

Now I’m turning malignant, promising many a horrid mutations

This is my confession

I hear your silence causing tension

In my heart, you’re a human mansion

Of secrets, with your permission

I’ll like to leave you to some consultations

With your boss and come after your meditation

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

By amoafowaa

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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