Earth has peeled off its dark pull over once again
Sun will show its muscles
No matter how much it heats
Some will survive
Others hellishly will perish to nourish him
Others giving him their hands seeking for rest
II
I am in love with watching his muscles
The way it moves and gives his hassles
The way its hairs do praise and nurse us
Though I know I am part of its victim breed
I know it feeds and keeps me breathing
And it needs to maintain its cycle
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 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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Reblogged this on barclaydave and commented:
Moving, wonderful poetry. If you like this there’s more on the original blog. Please leave comments there.
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Thank you Dave.
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