Light over the darkness happily rise

Dawn showers its teary hurt

There’s time for the dark

There’s time for the light

Even as the darkness seems to resist


Dawn’s tears always in faith persist

But fairness always in discipline moves

So you have your time

I have my time

Each has his time in turns


Flow and grow

Bounce, don’t announce

No call you make

Will be an only feature in the world

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014



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. :)


Wonderful poem. I think what distinguishes inspiration is true passion, in words and action; to the very edge of our possible existence. Then, at least, the reader is given the sense that the writer, in fact, could not possibly do more than set her stylus on the page, and let the winds take it where take it may.

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