Natural Africa










Upon their touch

Innocence developed eagle wings

And flew to a city of no return



Upon their touch

Nature became an artificial lion

Roaring in pollution of bodies


Upon their touch

The gods were thrown like rotten meats

Into the den of hungry hyenas


Upon their touch

Wealth of life were neglected

For meaningless wealth of materials


Upon their touch

The beauty of life was stained

Because the native Africans saw they were truly naked

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. :)


Wow! You are fabulous. Love your blog. I taught African history and Asian history for years in different schools in different parts of the United States. Loved it. Part of my family is from Nigeria. My favorite parts of your blog are the pictures especially the children. I love the poems. You are inspirational. Maybe I will put some of my millions of poems on my blog too.

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