There are few people who observe to see
That which is hidden far within
Away from eyes that genuinely care
To conceal the scar that so often stares.
Each time your eyes silently speak
In those nights, in those tumultuous moments
I beckon back albeit coded
Saying: Do not let your placid spirit shrink
19 November, 08. University of Ghana.
If and when we would decide to read poetry or a piece of discerning article a day, our world is, then headed for a change. No magic potion whatsoever: if there were, politicians would have used it a long time ago. Our mind is all that we have; the only exception to tricks of all corners and angles. Enjoy the luxury and peace of poetry...
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