Maama, where is the past?
I think I’ve grown too quickly
Walking is seized
Mobiles are sent
And people speak to machines
Maama, where is the past?
I think I’ve travelled so quickly
Televisions are old
The internet trends
Air relieves firewood in cooking
Maama, where is my thought?
My brains have been washed by my eyes
My mouth is mute
My ears are hot
My spine is always hurting.
Techno this, techno that
Techno rules this world
Madness, madness
and madness.
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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