Through sin’s sweet bosom

Many hurts did blossom

Gaining roots

Acting as boots

And in cahoots with punishments


We cherishing

Though perishing

Sweet peas

In acidic seas

Bubbles of heart ripples

Weapons masked in angelic pebbles


Sweet hurtings

Like peace’s chaos

Soul’s dirt bowl

Like heavenly hellish creation

Sweet Lord

Please come on board

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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