I’M AN OPTION

My arms can be your home

My chest can be your Rome

My eyes can be your mirror

My ears can be you microphone

My nose can be your identifier

My hands can be your carrier

My legs can be your sender

My hair can be your burner

My back can be your shame pillow

No matter how you view it

Love and life

Goes hand in hand

Be the man and I’ll be the woman

When the time is right we can change roles

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia 9c) 2014

Tags #AFRICAN POETRY., love, POETRY.

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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