Craving crumbs, caning climbs
Serving sterns and stopping soars
Heaping hells, hopping hisses
A lesson leans to be learnt and loved
II
Chirping churns, crossing curses
Silly slims and swerving stills
Hearing halts, helpers hate
A lively leap loathes a dying move
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016
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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