Whispers of the walls

Connive with whispers of the ground

They in turn seek the attention of the mouth of the surrounding

And scream in whispers

“Be in the dark, blend with his shadow

Shadows like yours cannot be seen

It must always act like the backing vocalist behind the screen”

What do I do when I also have a shadow that seeks

To see its height in the sun?

It is not fair

But the eyes of the earth blinks for my quietude

As the ears of the world closes to my plight

As those who pretend to listen bite with no teeth

I remain lost in his shadow

A shadow whose bearer does nothing commendable

Oh pitiable shadow of mine.

    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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