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POETRY

THE SONG OF YOUR HEART

You walked in on a Wednesday
…like a win
And had your body toured thoroughly on a Thursday like a triumph
You had many fry on a Friday
…to gift their tongues the feelings of your welcome
Elders sat on a Saturday
…to sift through names of saints
The sun sang loudly on a Sunday
…to dry the scare of slimes
You were called a man on a Monday
…to certify you as the first man of the new house
As birds took over with tunes on a Tuesday
…to tell tales of your birth
Three decades on and I am blessed to hear the song
…the song of your heart

II
It calls out to me from the skies
…magnetizing me through the ears
It drums hard on my heart
…like a professional
Calling me close to build a home
It forces my heart to dance like a trained
…promising a lifetime plate with happy delicacies
It’s amazing how none hears
…but me
It’s surprising how none hears
…hears the song of your heart
…but me
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 5, 2020

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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