The reins of reigns is slippery
Like a smooth skinned fish
In slimmy waters
A firm hold is no mandate of ownership
As many interruptions await
Hand in hold might get tired
Or be hit to lose
Or even be cut to fall
Coups abound in crowned seas
And the waves differ by each day
Not to talk of different hands
Growing more skillful by the day
It will be wise to know
To love
To respect
And to prepare to fall
No matter how fast you gallop
Then the ground will harm to heal
And not break in to you bury
A word to the wise…
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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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