Needs may justify wrongs

But wants can’t say same for itself

Wants in extreme

Suckle from the breast milk of jealousy

Which adds nutritious values of witchcraft

Which in turn grow monsters of murder


I need

Some great heart may feed my need

I want? Then I need hard  work

Which may give me callouses 

Which in turn may breed sweats,

Sweats which can lend fulfilment in my attainment


Why the short monstrous route?

Can’t we all grow, weed and tend

To have deserved fruits?

Like monkeys and baboons we live

These thoughts are chasing other thoughts

In the nation of my thinking cup

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015


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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