Thrown into unfamiliar waters

Without an armband?

Take a swim

The hand that threw

Wanted to make you a fool

But turn that swim into a dream


Trapped in the den of a lion?

With no tools?

Every nail is a tool in danger’s arm

Dig to the ground and turn around

Before it comes from hunting


Suddenly with no voice

And a singer with a crowd?

Get the trumpet

Blow with no stress

And get them to sing along


An opportune head peeks

Into every need

A test of time

Could be a chance to prove self worth

And show different abilities, stop whining

    Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 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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