When my life reaches its west
In nature’s bid for an eternal rest
Will my deeds reach their quest
In a nod for all their best?
II
As life’s tides sway in fear
And some hopes dash to jeers
Will my will stand to bear
As my pride faces hooting cheers?
III
Love runs deep, it also cuts deep
As I enjoy its fluttering beeps
Will I fall from its haunting steep
And be added to its shameful heaps?
IV
Many a wealthy fly like birds
Many a poor live like beds
Broken and burnt, treated like the dead
Will I feel the burns in their stead?
V
Life paints situations
And places heads in the commotions
Forcing minds to ask their thoughts in those demotions
For the heart to beat in emotions
VI
But we shall work in our stay
We shall do our part to play
We shall love and display
In our hope to end as a ray
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © November 6, 2021
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So many unknowns, so much uncertainty, so little control—and yet we thirst to live and love. 💜💕
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Great thoughts
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