When the cameraman dies
Many accuse the camera of lies
As his image is searched
But none can be fetched
He got lost behind the scenes
While he was busy fetching other scenes
Never did he think to be needed in a frame
Until his soul answered the call
Causing chaos in the hall
And tears of loneliness from the frame
Let all know, that the camera’s back blocks
And faces are never seen when a face there docks
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015
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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