Flaws
Crawl like cowardly spiders
In hidden tears
Shielded by pride
II
It flows to the brim
And cause all that is dim
Making tongues sour like the tree of nim
And like an old sim
Feeding all new phones to have vims
Defying all that is proper and prim
III
Knowledge is power
So never say no
Never kowtow
To a failure bow
Nor be comedy to your foe
Flaw your flaws right from the word go
No matter how low
So your boat will wow
Row row row and row
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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