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SPORTING FOR FIGHTS

Many pockets are dry
As the economy squeezes tight
Like a thirsty throat sqeezing a little orange
Valentine’s deed promises to squeeze
So minds of men plant seeds of quarrels
This is no time to fan a pore
As a hit will cause weeks of anger
This is no time to scare away mosquitoes
As a hit will cause weeks of fights
This is no time to tell a joke
Because the joke can fix the broke
When the laughter is birthed by fun
Anything can spark
The match of anger
Until Valentine’s Day walks by
Without so much as a glance
In your gift box of romance
As red turns into black
Things we do to skip the rope of giving
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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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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