
In my fire rantings
Let the seed of river sewn within
Grow mysteriously to quench the thirst I give
In my savagery
Let the balm of coolness sitting within
Speed to heal
In my moment of chaos
Let the peace you planted like petrol spread
To take over the territory and bring calm
In my moment of desperation
Let the love and thoughts of human fallibility
Inspire my soul
In my moment of hide and seek with death
Give me decent thoughts of its reality
And help me save my soul from the torture of running from the inevitable
For I am but nothing
Thinking of nothing
But the unimportant
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014