Chief rhyme with thief

How the former gets kowtowed

Like a god with goodies for the submissive

And the latter risks harsh death

Like rival goats which are destructive

Beats me, beats me



Bow rhymes with bow

How one serves as a weapon

To take lives and used for hunt

And the other gives respect

Swelling heads and stroking egos

Beats me, beats me



Earth rhymes with death

How the former is mortal

Like a mountain huge and strong

And the latter ridicules mortality

Like a fly seeing a wound

Beats me, beats me



Words are nothing but ridiculous sounds

Twisting minds and creating bounds

Bounds which clash and confuse in rounds

Rhyme the dime but climb the time

Peek and see words as the boo

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 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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