When dew kisses erect leaf

The sun pushes it into the leaf

Its punishment;

Never to be seen as itself ever

But help the skin of the leaf to shine

To attract its rivals

Play in the lions den

And only your bones

Will have that opportunity to scream

The fly which hovers around cobwebs

Finds itself on the plate of the hungry spider


Life is one

In the midst of much air

Each human has a limit

So I will live before I leave

And will never use my breath as a bet

With the ever opened mouthed death

Even a second here counts

Yes, a second here counts

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. :)


I love the phrase “I will live before I leave”, just that one speaks a language in itself. To say this is not to miss even a breathe. I love it . It’s so powerful. I might have to use it if you don’t mine. Great work.


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