I’m in the circle of deviancy
As Tongues rage fire on me from the square of holiness
Amazing how a fire sparks in my rebelling heart
As my head holds a naughty stance

As my heart wobbles in faith
My head’s explanatory researches flaw all facts I’ve been bombarded with
Reality holds a major part of the tussle
As imagination loses
You know you’re the imagination

I’m in this space where I question
Why a reality whose existence is claimed
To have been supported by an imagination, rules
Facts on the ridiculousness of faith as reality;
You God and the creation story as imagination, made factual by an aggressive lot
I guess fear pushes faith into the unknown
If only birth could answer creation

I feel our deposed gods were right for us
I feel their measures were not perfect
But still could be righted for us
I feel the flames of unfairness of a colonial faith
Which many of us now claim belongs to all
What can I say?
I guess a repetition of a lie flips it into truth

I’ll not be forced into church worshipping
Not by Agowa nor by any other
I’ll not be forced to bow
Not by a superior nor by a flaw
I’ll only live through my means
Knit picking your channels
Through my microscopic mind
Until I find the right way to get to you
That is my mind’s resolution
…and that of the bigger part of my heart
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Ā© June, 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. :)


Are the tools of veritability and verifibility allowed into what is and what is not and what is perceived to be and what is perceived not to be.
Wa is come;come is bra;bra is wa, and even vaa is bra, wa, come. But I am in land of bra and I have not gone to come and vaa, I think I should cross the border to take a look of the republics of bra, vaa and come and how they have lived with other members of their territory. I should know since the opportunity exists for that endeavour. Bra,come and vaa and oh, ba, vien, zonanga. Who shall be held accountable if one day any of you is never heard, will the one who is still being heard, could be called and whatever nomenclature justified. Is the baseline of Fair World not FAIR for all including Fair Nation.

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