The preacher Kofi
Preaches for “chofi”
So he always digs
To live the bigs
II
Kofi The Sunday
For that is his day
He reaps for Zion
And devours all like a lion
III
Kofi the Gyata,
You’ll end in a gutter
If you make all bitter
By being a litter
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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