Eyes like owls’
Faulty at your sight
Eyes so bulky
Saw all perfectly but you
Heart like mules’
Faulty at your touch
Heart so healthy
Felt all well but you
Head of a genius
Faulty at your reading
Head so thoughtful
Thought all else well but you
Now they mourn in unison
Crying a loss, please
Let the tears be a magnet
To pull you back for rectification
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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