SONGS OF A RESOLUTION

Sing me a song

Sing me a song whose cords

Will massage my scalp better than shea butter

A song whose notes will make the tightest jeans

Self-destruct and make all pain flee

From this headstrong being

Sing me a song which blends

All the voices of the choir

A song with no accompaniment

But reeks of guitar and piano

And let the saintly angels of the name

Jealously watch in their spiritual realm

With eyes no human eyes cannot see but mine

If you sing me that song

All your sins will be purged

And my flaws will be fixed

As our hearts blend to shame

Let’s take off the hurt facade

And be one to fight time in speed

So chaos will bow in shame and be swallowed by the earth

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #AFRICAN WRITERS, CONFLICT RESOLUTION, MAKING UP, 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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