MOVE

Post author By amoafowaa
Post date April 9, 2015
2 Comments on MOVE

Nightmares end in wake

So does hard times

Pain can develop demonic wings

And chase in dreams like a strong vehicle

But consciousness is its master

So pinch yourself

You are not being stirred like its banku

You are not being pounded like its fufu

Your power can make you its stirrer and pounder

So shoulders straight

Chest out, put on

Clothes of bearable confidence

And dance to the tune of winnings

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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