When the skies open their gates
And give the sun the chance to light
Earth beings, some, thank their makers
Others, think of their intakes
So brains bless and or curse
But Abena, I worship your Highness
II
Through the nightmares
Through the storms
Through the dilemmas of my dreams
Through the runnings
With close chasings
You are the one who tamed my screams
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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