If I go back to being young
I will know exactly where I belong
Where love trails
And I could tell a thing to a she who fails
To see a heart that uses her as its gong

I know now that almost all who claim to hate calls
Are in the womanising malls
I know that all who treat their women like rubbish
Dumping on them their emotional filth and mostly being snobbish
Are users who are playing shes like balls

I know now those whose hands see not their pockets
And have words which hit and maim like rockets
To women who give and never receive
Are bad news no heart of a woman must lovingly with conceive

And I now know never to stay
Where abuse rains and must look for a respectful ray
In a love line and not seek to derail
…my energy where lovers sail

For some smiles are painted
Some materialistic lives have heavily tainted
Some perfect families are haunted
And some beautiful relationships are daunted

I’d never try, let alone hurt
Where live starts with a fret
For loving is an easy shirt
Any human can wear without dirt

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 14, 2022

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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