In my weakest moments

The ant always has the greatest comments;



Take it as a stage

Or a story and hurry the page



If only I had the mouths to spill

My horror stories will the world fill



A tooth that will break, does not need a vigorous shake

It can embarrass the rotten banana by falling without a brake



People believe our parts are pre-scripted

The sooner you take it as it is, the sooner your path will be corrected



Worries, like a swam of bees, whip to their fill

Before leaving the scene where their intruders try to ****



You are the brick, you decide to burn strong

Or be weak and risk not lasting long"



Just these words make me

And the path clears for me.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014