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VANITY OF SOME SORT

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In the light

Of this fight

We find the sight

In an insight

And lose our might

 

Like a kite

We fascinate in light

In God’s sight

As our colour bright

No matter our height

 

But  there is our night

Which brings our plight

And turns all things right

On this site

Into a hopeless tight

 

We lose God’s sight

He loses our sight

We clear from the light

And lose our flying right

Before eternally falling into the night

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. :)

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