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POETRY

THE SUN DAWNS

sunrise

After setting for so long

The sun’s head is casting its shadows

Showing its grand arrival

Hoping hope sits in hearts for anticipation

Instead of towel throwing

II

After setting for so long

Its coming is palpable

But its heat drains sweat needed for hydration

The sun is a king wicked in absence

Gracious in person

And like one who has the sun for eyes

I sit in darkness, waiting for my sight

And my lord to smile

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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