Please purge, protect
…and power me to peace
As I ply places prone to precariousness
Pack me up to persevere
…so I don’t park in pessimism
Placate my heart to put perks on powerful past memories
To pause in between problems to play

For living limits light
…as love locks
Love limits listening
…as loss loosens up to disappointments
And hearts heat up to hatred
…as new hypes horn
So prep me up to peace
…as time ticktocks to torture

I’m after all a human
…set to rot
A fact known from my borrowed cot
Without an iota of hope
…not even a dot
So make my moments count
And my weaknesses bearable
To fit into the world I must leave behind
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 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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