You need the humble
I’ll make it double
So keep me out of trouble
Hurdles are troubly bubbly
I need You to be cuddly

I am like a thin cloud
Hanging between earth and thick clouds
Knowing not whose pull
Will honour the beckoning of its tool
Make, the pain, cool

Do I need to look “fly” and cry
As I kneel at your statues?
Or perhaps shout for the rains to send me tumbling?
Most tears result from fears
Most queers hound from fears
So fears, your traps?
I refrain from going further
Just let me walk with my head high
As I am pulled by forces too strong
You are my strength after all
So please cuddle
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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