“For you,
The moon is at arm’s length
For you,
The sky is like the shortest roof
For you,
The stars like night lights will walk at my command
For you,
Trees will shake, shrubs will clap as birds sing at my command
For you,
A million years can come in minutes with no fears
For you
Problems no matter their storms will fall at my hands”
Too bad
Peril and promises have a thing in common
They give fast legs
Legs which run marathons before the mind stands
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
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