Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia: Writer, Teacher & Speaker

THE NICE LONELY BIRD

I found a lovely lonely bird
On a cold hairless tree
No, it might have found me
In a humanless home
And flew in comfort
To set me free
From the cages of lonesomeness
Which tied with glee
But my catapult struck
And scattered its tree
Before its intentions were known to me

II
Now I,
Feel like Judas
After it sourly flew with my strong cut ropes
Now I,
Have no pleading words
Because I wounded its beautiful great soft wings
Now I,
Can’t deny it
My thoughtlessness;
Its hard hard lessons
I found the gold
But let it go
Chasing after fears
Which never existed
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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