I am on my knees

Begging for peace

In the midst of the fangs of the bees

Are many who’ve no fees

To pay to the bees

Because they touched not their honey


I am on my knees

Like the perpetually kneeling tortoise, for me

The river that flew through me

Gathers in beauty and warmth

But many dirty legs do step in

Without an iota of compunction


Please protect it

By shading,

And preserving

For the sake of the traveller

Who pants with thirst, and protect the desolate,

I know it’s within your powers.

    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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