I
Scared disappointments
Stuttering through minds
Seeping down like wine
Book some appointments
And stop the drippings
II
Limping lonely loathings
Threading in pure hearts
Poisoning with every step and moaning
Stay and be dissolved into happy pacts
Instead of killing
III
Heavy metal of revenge
Stop melting into a sharp sword
You don’t always have to avenge
You can be a beautiful jewel for a reward
IV
You with the name Will,
Own your name
Reign and kill
Hatred or he’ll put you to shame
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
2 replies on “APOPLEXISMS”
Yes we can be jewels! A blessing in a poem!
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Yes we can. Blessings.
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