I wish I can be an arrow

Which could pierce without sorrow

And enter into brain marrows

Of those who cause humans sorrows

But I am like all

They fall and I fall

They call and I call

They stall and I stall

Shadows of shadows of shadows!

And the shadows are painful arrows!


What is a fight?

Why do we use claws?

How did we get claws?

We are now lions and lionesses

Tigers and tigresses

Hyenas craving left overs of carcasses

Gloom turns doom before bloom

And farmers blame the working weathers!

We need brains with wings

Brains with eagle wings

Not brains like little bird feathers

If only I could be an enlightenment arrow

On this beautiful velvety black realm!

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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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