POETRY

GRATEFUL

Through the mud and through the gutters
Through the fears and through the tears
Through the doubts and through the hounds
Through the taunts and through all beatings
You have been here
Here with me shadownically
Quietly pushing
Masterfully weaving
Powerfully watering me into fruition
Ahunuabobirim, aseda nka wo din!

II
Thank you, for nurturing this borla bird
Into an eagle
Thank you, for protecting this ant into an elephant
Thank you for polishing me through the fires
Into a golden bird with wings so strong
Blessings and blessings and blessings and blessings
To you my God, writer of my script of life!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Nov. 16, 2018

Tags #THANKSGIVING, GOD

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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