Water left untouched for long, stinks

Foods rebel by punishing noses

When left for long

But some people need plain words

To decipher the little words

From the mouth of this small calabash


Knowledge must be a fountain

Flowing for all to see

And filling the holes beneath

Only to flow up and go down again

To restart the cycle

But most three leggeds have turned into one way streams

Oh God!

Aren’t you bored?


Brown wilting leaves

Sit on tall knowledge stools

Scaring green ones off the podiums

When their holes are dug,

Prepared and waiting to receive their leftovers

Oh God!

Don’t be bored


Is there a school beneath?

No, no no, just tell me

Are there higher institutions and organisations beneath?

There must be!


Maybe, just maybe,

There might be ambitious worms waiting to tap

From knowledge untapped

To spare the brains from rotting

If not, then I can’t understand the waste!

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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