WASTING NAILS

Wasted humans are like human nails

Those scratching gently

Are replaced in days

No one recognises their importance

Teeth murder them at will

Blades are their wicked cut throats

While cutters are like their doom judges

So scratch deeply in light as hard as you can

Not on other skins

But on minds

So that your bright scars will be relevant light

Which can lead even with your passing

Tags #GHANAIAN POETRY, POETRY.

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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