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THE WORRIED NIGHT (AMOASTAS 2)

It was a worried night

One which caged all things bright

II

It was a worried night in a cave

One which refused to behave

And craved to be saved

III

It was a worried night

One which croaked and roared in slow flight

Like the ghost of a materialistic demon

Forced to exit its comfortable body

IV

It was a very worried night

One which did peace bite

And extincted serenity like a skilled fumigator

Thinking nothing of the good turned pest

When it is incapable of rest

V

It was a very worried night

One which gave much fright

Weeping with no tears but flooding the floor of sleep

Bringing its legs wherever it is steep

Whipping its heart with a self destructive whip

No matter how it resisted, it passed like the winds

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

Photo Credit: www.idahokravmaga.com

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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