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​WHY?

Your sword was glowing pink
And you loved to slash with powerful ink

I was your link

To the seas of your power’s brink

Oh Yohanne! Why did your boat so sink?
II

I used to, like an uncorrupted child, think

That you were the perfect drink

In that many an ambitious waters of zinc

Always loving your perfect wink

Oh Yohanne! Why did your boat so sink?
III

Now you are one with the pestle

Pounding that which you nestle

Helping those who in your dark wrestle

What is this stool

Which made you such a fallen tool?

Oh Yohanne! Why did you turn into a power bull?
IV

Look at the shadows which drool

Looking into you with teeth at attention so cool

Singing curses in mime to make you a fool

To push you into a deadly pool

Too bad you are on a blindfolding stool

Oh Yohanne! How high is your wisdom school?
V

I know time will make you feel the box

Of the hand which hide as hunting fox

And you will get the pox

Of the minds which act as your dove

As you stand in the light above

Oh Yohanne! Do you really feel some love?

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia July 26, 2017.

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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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