
I
Beaming billows
Writhing willows
Crying crevices
Shedding services
II
Sinful streams
Selling screams
Freeing foes
Littering lows
III
I walk
And I talk
I shock
And I rock
IV
I swing
And I sing
Hate me
I’m still me
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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2 replies on “AMOASTAS (JUST ME)”
There’s nothing to hate when I see you happy. It’s when you carry the weight of your land that concern me at times. So be more and think less . I want see you around long enough to come and visit when all this dust settles
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