In this limitful existence

There are many in resistance

Of losing Power in abundance

Yet sit in a trance

As Power walks through their entrance

And floats in the air

Power, oh Power!

Why do you make them shudder?

Like he-goats they suffer and sniffer

To get into the back of their lovers

They are taunted and made the pushers

Of the load they see like rivers

Its load is breaking their shoulders

They turn into the mill in the miller

And are grinded all for the power of 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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