I’s without eyes

Heads which never heads

Nose which never knows

Birds without beds

Legs which beg

Sheds without shirts

Mouths which can’t build mounds

Armpits without pits

 Thighs beneath the highs

Fingers without figures

Toes in the lows

Mics built in stomachs

Buttocks without tick tocks

Everything has a semblance

With no semblance

Once the knowledge seeps in,

I’ll live free of doubts

And you will live boundless

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. :)

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