Picture by Randy and Shika Nornoo
Picture by Randy and Shika Nornoo

I am the metal in the bell
I am the cause of the ding
Without me,
There won’t be a hearing of the dong
I am the ding and the dong
The don of the bell
Never think of having me sold

I am the sound of the voice
I am the caller of the tunes
Me, I am the noise of choice
Without me,
There can be no call or act
I am the voice of all
I am the hey and the hi

I am the colours in the sky
I am the blues and the white
I am the travelling and stuck
Without me
Skies’ face cannot be read or seen
I am the complexion of the sky
I am the mirror which suits all warriors
I am the dim and the bright
The cold and the warm
The bosser of the bosses

Stand aside
Stagnant air
You are you, one murdered and rooted
None can stop a whirlwind
Not to talk of a tsunami
I am like the force that drives tsunamis
Part from my route or perish in extinction
I am me
Not an “I Am That I Am”
But the I am whiles I’m here
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
[16:11, 21/05/2015]

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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