Bean in a pod
Use no swords upon liberation
Rebel against no pod
They camp you for no suppression
Whether rain or shine
They clothe you to safety
II
Until you soften in heat
You won’t uncover this moral
But try in thinking
There’s no turning back in heat
Unless of course, you are lucky
To be buried to give more
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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