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DEATH THE SCHOOL

Death is like a school
The many that pass through
Are like the many admitted
The students complain
Like dried leaves under feet
Yet take it all
The punishments and sleepless nights
Sitting for examinations
Passing or failing to fall
Leaving a replaceable space
The only killer of death known now
Is birth
If birth dies, death surely will be killed
But birth breeds in greed
So who can kill death?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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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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