LET’S FIND THE STRENGTH

Golden shores
With zeal that snores
Mother Ghana calls for cleaning chores
To shut low confidence doors
Whinning, she abhors

II
Form a circle
Working for the miracle
Get truthful oracles
Who can trash all obstacles
To rid us of all ridicules

III
We need to be like the peacocks
Prideful in beauty not like scavenging cocks
Sniffing from carcasses
We need the powerful muscles
To aid our wonderful mouths
And be the speakers which resonate
Let Ama Ghana’s restful days be hailed by shamed gods;
Shamed gods who never believe we can
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

Tags POETRY ABOUT GHANA, POETRY., TOGETHERNESS

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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