Problems, like raw yams,
Itch tongues
Urging them to roll
Like red carpets
Aiming for knights to come through
Shut the mouth tight
And lock it in
For ears abound
Hovering to make fun forever
With you on your painful problem stage

Problems like chopping onions
Sting the eyes
Forcing them to cry in rivers
Shut eyelids tight
To force reflection
We need no head aches
And no eye colouring to show

Problems like strong hands
Hit and break hearts
Forcing faces to show
Sorrowful eyes
Ground searching heads
Lift your heads
Force smiles
For enemies are waiting to laugh
In those moments

There is nothing like pain forever
Life deals with the double “H’s”
Hurts, Happiness
Make God the communication channel
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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