I am naught
But some call me naughty

I am naught
But I still own my breathing

I am naught
But I mostly feel like your diamond
You are Lord
You are God
So take me through and don’t be bored

I see the tallest hurdles
Like fenced walls
I hear roars of lions, tigers, hyenas
In hungry high pitched voices
While vultures hover my sky
Praying for the hurdles to pave way
For the carnivores to work
So it will get my crumbs
I see your protection
You are Lord
You are God
Don’t be bored
In having me restored
When I am strength thawed
I am following
Because I know your right ways
Are thorny but serves perpetual honey
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 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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