In your shade

I fear no fade

When the devil, your presence, forbids

As he, my happiness, lids

I will be pushed by no defeat

And will get, in your court, a seat

For I know your enduring treat

No matter the sad drum beat

Your are my knot

My beautiful time slot

You are my cot

Clearer of all my dark dots

You are pride

In all my tides

You are my feet

So I feel no heat

So I am your home

Your servant and your child

Do with me as you please

My dear protector; Lord

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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