Besties with their bugbears

Boiling moments with their blessings

Even baobabs shake their little hairs with thin air

I won’t fall strong, no matter the hurdle I’ll be strong

It is a world where we’re all saints with sins

None gives birth, to a complete being as Satan

True love is within, who can mess with my inside?

Fallers heed to calls, but my calls will come from within

So air, blow and cool my words

Make them hard as stone

Make them heavy like a mountain

Make them ring like a bell

‘Ding dong ding dong you love you’

When I’m in a dirty fall

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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