THINK OF ME


Easy to forget the poor and desperate in this world. We can’t forget them. Sometime the poor is near. A neighbor or a friend without proper food and shelter.

Mum C Writes

poverty

Think of me

Me who sleeps

Sleeps in filth

Filth which reeks pain

Pain which kills

Kills innocent souls

Souls which help

Help in shaping this world

World of chaos

Chaos which makes way

Way for more suffering

Suffering of sadness

Sadness which kills

Kills the soul

Soul which leads

Leads to the spirit

Spirit of the ancestors

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

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