An assimilated dart, Unsustained long-standing insurgencies, the sequelae of ambience & peculiarity in holds of dynamism, Seeping & entrenched; an unrest of sustenance, Stability has a rare affluence on significant truces left in the dark, Peace can only stay when there's a joint act of benevolence. The air that surrounds an apneic state of no riots, Breathless & proportionate the heaps of unsettled upheavals. Revolts of unfairness in a time of undeserving merciless acts, Divulged & presented in a predominant maneuver, It hits like a collective pulse of pain, It hits with an error of silence, It hits with tentative overlooked & unconcerned shuns,
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It hits with a creeping creed of pain, It hits like the past, Yields with no dividends, The packs of life. A time to wage peace from obscurities, an ousted onset of the past.
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Benedicta Boamah…
…is a skilled nursing officer in emergency cardiovascular care which is provided for short term contracts in various prestigious organisations. Benedicta writes poetry during her leisure periods. I was born in Bloemfontein, Free State, though a Ghanaian, and completed my degree program as a professional nurse in Garden City University College in Kumasi, Ghana.I’m the fourth and last child and as it stands my parents are retired lecturers. Currently, I have a personal blog on WordPress and a partner organisation that deals in emergency courses and live webinars. I have an inner passion to write daily from the heart in making a difference as a poet in an outstanding literary world.
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