A fish with parched throat
Afloat the vast ocean waves
Gets no mercy cries
From a flying bird right up
Drought in flood is deceptive
II
A bird in flying
Can never show breathlessness
Let alone be saved
By a sheep walking the land
Can minds be blamed for thinking?
III
A sheep in sweating
Gets no handkerchief offers
What none sees, none cares
What none cares, surely none shares
There are thorns in every cloth
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) August 6, 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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