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A CONUNDRUM UNDRUMMED

This trouble;

Of water aiming to be stone,

Of stone aiming to be waves,

Of birds aiming to be fishes,

Of fishes aiming to be birds,

Of air aiming to be thunder,

Of Thunder aiming to be darkness,

Of darkness aiming to be light,

Of light aiming to be human,

Is like an conundrum without a solving drum

Whoever had this master plan of creation

Must be deaf or going bonkers

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. :)

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10 replies on “A CONUNDRUM UNDRUMMED”

wonderful! and the title really called to me on this one because I used to watch a show called “Monk” – well i still watch it because re=runs come on – but in one scene the main actor plays around with the word “conundrum” and talks about how it sounds and all that – anyhow, there was something simple and playful here – but then also much depth – and this poem is one to really think about!!

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