Future filth
Stop the frown
Straighten up
And be around
Your time is now
When you can ask how
When your time stops
There’ll be no sound
So future filth
Don’t act like gold
You will get old
And can’t be sold
Your buyers will pay
For you to be hidden from day
In a place so rough
Where ants and earth animals will jubilate in your transformation
So show the teeth
Which will leave the hands of gums and lips
And will be bare where no one cares
When all this ends
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
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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Sorry! I am really trying to work off my tablet only and be on the go instead of sitting at my desk and on my computer. So I was reading Future Filth,hit the like button, then accidentally hit the follow button by your name. So I am re-following! Still learning on my tablet. Ugh!
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It’s okay. Sweet and frustrating beginnings. Thank you very much for being here.
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