Walking in the air
Talking with the wind
Eating with fantasy
Sleeping in the sky
The magnanimity of our minds
II
If taunters are given funny
Places in dark rooms
In our minds, they hide
The scare and are equipped
To work, better
III
I give them space in their space
Where light reigns and every move
Can be detected
I see, they know, I see theirs
And the taunter turns taunted
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
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. :)
View Archive →
Mum Cee