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POETRY

SLEEP?

My eyelids are sounding nightmare bells
So I am afraid to go to the school of sleep
Do you see the sea of tears built by the pain of your gone?
Do you feel the statue of agony built in my mad soul?
Do you hear the crazy footsteps of my ache?
Do you know the path you have taken
Is no path I want you to before I ply?
Can’t you hear mama’s voice calling your return?
Don’t be an ash in the wind
I who made you, have lighted no match
Don’t play on the strings of my heart
You know your long nails of loneliness are cutting deep into me
Don’t, Daddy don’t!
Please don’t, oh don’t!!!
I can’t breathe, I just can’t breathe
Come, please…
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Dec. 11, 2018

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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