Burning and burnt
Bear same papa burn
But burning has hope
Burnt is lost
Be the best burning by swimming
Swimming in honest seas
II
Poor power pretends
Proud pets are penned
When its pretension pensions
Pom! Pawns then peeve pain’s
Power packages
Pom! Plain pests plucked like poisonous plants
So power the plosives
Not by being fake power pets
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 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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