by davebarclay1954

I love this lady, she cuts right to the chase and makes a lot of sense. Check out her blog if you like this, you won’t regret it!

Mum C writes


Hate helms hearts like ships

Hoarding in humans horrid flips

Hurting horrendously by hitting grips

A heart for hatred; a heart like chips


Serpent seething under a carpet like foam

Sharpening  its teeth with every on-step

When its fangs are seen

By naked eyes

Hate loses its potency

When hearts knock heads

And heads knock senses

For senses to wake

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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