In fear’s arms panic cuddles
Feeling safe and on top of threats
The lovers push their victim to the wall
Crushing it with their hands and teeth
Ofori never knew their trick
The fear of ebola drove him mad
He took to his heels and run frantically
Into the opened arms of fever
He never knew what it was that chased
But was quick to actually embrace
Before he could run from himself
Many others fled from him
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 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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