When our minds get together
In a bind that can’t go asunder
Peace dances as chaos cries
Harmony jubilates as jealousy lies
So let’s flee in our good highs
II
Let claps shout
And love be stout
Let peace be still
And like broom, feel
The hope standstill
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 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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Mum Cee
6 replies on “ONE BROOM”
just love this piece, now mention of god, however he whispers…
All this coming from a non-believer, thanks for dropping by to have a read.
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The irony of it. Thanks for being here dear. Blessings.
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your welcome
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And like the broom , I love that line, great piece,peace dances as…..
That’s another one
Many blessings Cecilia
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