What are fires without heat?
Light without shine?
Drums without beats?
Houses with no gates?
II
What are voices without sounds?
Cars without mobility?
Eagles without wings?
Rains with no water?
III
I believe proceeds are the all
Without them, then we fall
So when the occasion does call
We must be prepared to give and stand tall
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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