SEEDLY PRAYERS

These sad rains

Seen through the gates of my eyes

Are straight from the soul

The seed hatched,

Its features

Leave me pained and strained

Would it be lifelong?

Would it be for the most part

Of its life span?

What am I to do

If it is to be tended forever?

Not resting after I reach my ancestral land?

It would be wrong

If it is killed

When love is deep rooted, this is not a possibility

In my confusion

Are heartbreaks in thousand folds

Please, please and please, help out

I cry out for help

Extend your hand

And help my seed straighten and grow to self independency.

Tags #AFRICAN POETRY., PAIN, POETRY., PRAYERS, SICKNESS

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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