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A DEAL WITH KARMA

We sat in the hall of cupid

Did things people call stupid

We sailed on the wings of gods at sea

And did many things see

And you say you are leaving?

 

We sat on the chariots of flowery words

And made friends out of singing birds

We held hands and trekked lands

We sang the joyfuls, sacked pain while holding hands

Did you say you are leaving?

 

We fell into troubled waters

Our pride was in the shatters

We merged our hearts

And conquered death with guts

You really meant you are leaving?

 

They warned my shame

I called them lame

You held my hand

Shaming the land

Still no consideration, you’re leaving?

 

Leave

Whatever pride that is left, I’ll sieve

Whatever the wound, I’ll nurse

Whatever the pain, I won’t curse

If there is a heaven, I leave you to karma.

   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

 

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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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