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POETRY

NOT ALONE

When tough times are mandated to reign

As horrors get the stage to feign

And saviours hung in unreachable skies

As doubt tells unimaginable lies

Pause

Look like an owl because

Life is a knife

Whenever unpleasantness rife

So strive to thrive

Live in spirits well alive

Like the cry-laughing child

Who knows no wild

Your parents sit on mythical thrones

And are blocking all your murderous stones

With eyes like the hawk

Around the clock

No matter the statures and their form-like gawk

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

(Image: Google pics)

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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