As we stand in our fallibility

Like soldiers with brave masks showing our durability

We’re like maize plants

Moving like hungry ants

When the winds place their calls

To have our falls


As we claim authenticities

As lesser lives cry on our artificialities

Like victims whose lives were taken

Before their happiness was awaken

We’re like mosquitoes,

Making human blood our sweet tomatoes

Yet dying before three suns are laid to rest


There are unfortunate cases

Where things have no basis.

Seeing nothings

Having worthy things

Which many worthy seek,

Show no nothing is nothing

And no something is something.

Our rest will always lie

In the reconciliation of these thoughts

And our standing talls

After the windy calls

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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