What will it amount?
I ask what? What at all will it amount?
If we fall only once and get crippled?

If I am a print in book,
When crumpled by the ruthless
I aim to show and embrace minds

When I get burnt,
I pray my shadow moves me from mind to mind
To work more than a book ever will
What will it amount to?
What at all will it amount to
If we fall and never rise?

Victory does not only hold swords or spears
Victory does not only hoard hurts in words
Victory is impact
And impact is like a one way door and window, un-returnable
That is what I need
What at all will it amount to?
If a little fall cripples and rots?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
(Photo credit; Shika Nornoo)

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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