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Festus Boamah Dec 2018
I don't know if you'll ever see this
I mean my letter to you
This may not be the best way
But let it find the best place in your heart
For it's sharper than two edged sword
A scripture you might say
Yet deepr than you might think
Don't ask if it's the Holy book

This is my letter to you
Certainly not my first letter
Treat this as the best I've scribbled
This is not to remand you
Or to appeal your conscience
It's to remind you
And to prep you
Of the better days ahead

In this letter,
I want to remind you
That there mightl be days
That you may fail
A day you might fall
It happens to everyone
Even the best of them
They were once frail

Be inspired by the Wright brothers
Who advanced aero technology
Think about Thomas Edison
Who invented the light bulb
It all revolved around this inspiration
That there is only one thing
Which makes dreams impossible
When you doubt it's possible
Yes! that makes dreams a no-win

Fear! Yes that's the detour
The fear of failure
You may encounter many defeats
But you won't be defeated
Put on the full armour of defense
That is your best attitude
It will elevate you to the highest altitude
It is your attitude
More than your aptitude
That will determine your altitude

To crown it all,
Always strive to be better
Not better than your fellow
Instead, a better version of you
No matter how small it may look
It still makes a positive impact
In your life and spirally
To the people around You
Festus Boamah Dec 2018
By: Poetic Koncept

Hope is good
Trust is better
But actions speaks louder
Seeking the latter
Is like leather
Which can withstand  all weather
Festus Boamah Dec 2018
Sliding off into the emotional ditches
This time clouded with anger
I thought it doesn't matter
So why even bother?
Cos its never gonna change

I blow up and I don't know why
This ill temper I have in me is making me sad
But I can fight through this burned and bruised
Until the pieces of my heart know peace
Cos pain is the drug I always abuse

This universe seems so cruel and unjust
Children crying out for justice
The innocent yelling and sobbing for mercy
Yet the powerful still deny them their freedom
Where is our sense of humanity?

I hate this world not humanity
Tell me the deeper meaning of human existence
Show me the love which was a unifying spirit
Love which was once the common spiritual denominator
Now a word with much time for individual sentiments

Po-li-tricks is the game now
People in politics without principle
Enjoying the pleasures without conscience
They can't stop you from breathing
But they can stop you from thinking

A part of us may be gone
But the humanity in us should hold on
Let's walk up the earth
Opening our eyes to humanity
Festus Boamah Oct 2018
Sliding off into the emotional ditches
This time clouded with anger
I thought it doesn't matter
So why even bother?
Cos its never gonna change

I blow up and I don't know why
This ill temper I have in me is making me sad
But I can fight through this burned and bruised
Until the pieces of my heart know peace
Cos pain is the drug I always abuse

This universe seems so cruel and unjust
Children crying out for justice
The innocent yelling and sobbing for mercy
Yet the powerful still deny them their freedom
Where is our sense of humanity?

I hate this world not humanity
Tell me the deeper meaning of human existence
Show me the love which was a unifying spirit
Love which was once the common spiritual denominator
Now a word with much time for individual sentiments

Po-li-tricks is the game now
People in politics without principle
Enjoying the pleasures without conscience
They can't stop you from breathing
But they can stop you from thinking

A part of us may be gone
But the humanity in us should hold on
Let's walk up the earth
Opening our eyes to humanity
Festus Boamah Sep 2018
State of mind

Lonely, I drove to the past
Feeling things I couldn't control
This don't feel right
Am lost in my thought
it's getting cold and numb

In my state of mind
I felt the soul left behind
This feeling is so wild
My grief lies onward
And my joy behind

This is the power of the mind
Clouded with our emotions
From reminiscent gaze my mind
Or let my soul go blind -- go blind!
With bitter heart and ever-brooding mind

Watching my world fall apart
All I could do was stare blankly
This is the time I need to be by myself
With music my refuge
Yes! It is magic to the soul
Festus Boamah Sep 2018
Money is a bait
It covers any hook
With just a small weight
You are in charge
By hook or crook

Money is time
It pays the best interest
Time makes money
If you are late
It becomes a waste

Money is a bait
Root of all evil
Like alcohol and driving
When it is cunning
It is devil and evil

Money is a rate
Read in account book
So the teacher educate
Hard to earn
Easy to spend
Festus Boamah Sep 2018
What the f*ck is this generation called?
It is WhatsApp, Twitter and Facebook generation
All these are messaging app
Yes! This explains the mess age
The age of social mess
We call it #MESSAGE...

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