I have no jubilation in summer light
For summer is the house of my home
I have no battles with cold
To have my body taste painful fold
In instances where I must be bold

I have no business shoveling snow
On streets whose main flaw is dust
Oh I have no business shouting at winter
When harmattan acts mild to help live smoother

So watch your tongue
As I do mine
Open your eyes as I do mine
Open your mind and let in sense
To help you know what is
…from what act struggles to others
Each must battle their problems
In fairness
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 28, 2021

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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