We are like wick
Dressed in wax
We are like stick
Which fire needs to fax
II
We are like gas
Bottled in use
We are like a working bus
Bombed-set in fuse
III
We think time’s heels wane
We are that insane
Time builds strength with age
While we exit the stage
Amoafowaa Sefa Sefa (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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5 replies on “BENDED WICK IN WAX”
True that time builds strength with age.
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Funny huh? We can’t compare our strength to time’s.
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Yea. Funny.
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