Mama mused the amused

Breaking through the used

And getting to the abused


Abusers were clearly charmed

With thoughts of the harmed

As the abused hoed and farmed


Sleep whipped them in sleep

They woke to their own weeps

And taunted their beings of keeps


Share the dreams

Of many who scream

To those who cause the dreams

Like mama did, please!

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. :)

5 replies on “BREAKING THE CYCLE”

Might come on, my internet bundle is almost finished though. After replying to all the comments, if some remains, of course, I’ll paste, if not, it is 3;25am here so in a few hours after I’m able to buy some credit. Thank you for your support always. Blessings to you and yours Debbie.

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Vassals, slaves, sharecroppers. One bondage seems to begat another. Tilling land for another. Giving away hard wrought crops. Women-wives in despair and fear of displeasing a drunken sadistic male calling himself a husband but far from the definition. Skeletal hands beckon to a sideshow horrors.

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