POETRY

I WAS WRONG

I was wrong
I was wrong to try to tear this mud house
Into a palace of comfort
For a future I knew nothing of

II
I was wrong
I was wrong to move you to the best place I thought possible
Knowing not I was pushing you into a dangerous dungeon

III
I was wrong
I was wrong to have left you
In chase of an uncertain future
And I am on my knees like a broken goat
I was wrong
I was wrong

IV
Regret plaster regret painting regret
I was wrong
So so wrong
To have created a hole in our secured anthill
Allowing scavengers a meal through carnivorous beasts
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Dec. 15, 2018

Tags Death, HEARTBREAK, Kwadjo Opoku

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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