When your cup of conscience fills upAnd your cross of caution flares upWhen your class of choices fall underAnd your chores of crises flip ugly Your deeds will uproot your seeds of composure…and it’ll not be pretty IIYou sure can hide the horrors in the darkYou sure can hoard the hideous in the darkYou sure […]
Good deeds …in silence speak loudest …when it gets its right channel of sound II Good deeds …fade and become self piercing arrow shades …when self horned III Great advices are like nuts …wise heads crack to track and stack …for self protection Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 10, 2020
There were dead men before us Oblivon was a hunter who had all the games of life Not anymore Not in our lives II For our present can be frozen like ice To locomotively flow like rivers On a save-forever realm You think I lie? Google Mugabe Google Maya Angelo Google Atukwei Okai And they […]
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