POETRY

FAKE BEADS

When you walk into a place
And your hormones enter a race
To have a fond
…and to bond
Restrain and cool it down till you get familiar with the terrain

II
Because many have regretted bonding with the wrong
And have felt urges so negatively strong
To snuff the lives out of their mistakes
As anger do them bake

III
Because horrors rush to bond
Knowing a little time is all it takes
For their true selves to be seen
So they try to be the already “been”

IV
Because fake is their rake
In order for them to take
What time’s outing will make impossible
So they force themselves to taste the first

V
So take time to know
The best from the worst
Great beads take their time to talk
Fake ones always talk with just a little walk
Amoafowaa Sefa © September 4, 2021

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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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