I
The rain took its time
And came to run the sun out
Now the sun so waits
To run its rival, rain, out
But rain’s storms give nasty shouts
II
Rain has many guards
Who always seek to defend
Poor sun without guard
He peeks, scared, rushes to hide
Waiting until bad rain leaves
III
Sun cries in his heart
The sun feels the world unfair
And hopes for favour
To afford protective guards
To fairly face angry rain
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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4 replies on “AN UNFAIR LIFE (TANKA)”
This is an interesting way to put it!
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Thank you very much Rajiv.
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Who loves the sun? Who loves the rain? I bet you didn’t think of it but who loves the snow? The seasons come to change our growth for without these there would be nothing.
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🙂
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