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THE CON OF SCORN

Born and sworn into a con
Adorned and worn out from our scorn
Non of our merry morns thought of this con
Till our power pawns unveiled our torn dignities long gone
…gone from the freedom we won
With blood at liberty’s deceptive morn
As we filled White brutes with Black puppets
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© December 4, 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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