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WAKING CURSES

I laugh like I cry

I cry like I laugh

Whoever saw a lion hiding behind a rat

For protection from what it fears?

Show me that being,

And I will take bullets meant for the skies

II

I dance like I wail

I wail like I dance

Whoever saw an elephant begging an ant

To help it carry its load

Show me that being

And I will dig and carry a mountain to give eyes to devils

III

I sniff like I cough

I cough like I sniff

Whoever saw a crocodile dining with a hen

On a table filled with weed

Should bring out evidence

And I will create hell and roast myself

For that being to make a feast

IV

Impossibilities run wild in minds of losers

But they, like unthinkables, call for other minds to make them possible

Whoever saw a crow and called it a dove

Whoever saw a dog and called it a giraffe

Whoever saw water and called it fire

A box filled with curses of poxes on you!

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2106

(Picture credit: blogs.cfainstitute.org)

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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