When super powers become duping powers
And new nations rise
Their powers fall and are played like a dice
On a bounceless ground

And so they plot their comeback
Thinking not of mouths which wait to feed
So they plot their retention
Thinking not of stomachs which await their fuel
And so they plot to keep their slots
Forgetting the sick, the weary and children
Until famine becomes a plague
And their knees taste the ground

Nothing hurts than remembering a past of power
While living as the grass in cower
But nothing lasts forever
And the hour glass must be turned
When the sands of time find their way into the bottom
Anxieties will always precede a fall
This is where we are
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 11, 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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