It is the truth that sets as free right?

well, hear is it;

This is the story of a boy

who took things for granted,

so his ignorance morphs into

a gigantic ghoul chasing him around,

life, full of so many blemishes,

some put to ink,

some in the mind,

some in the culture

My lips must not tremble,

as what must be said must be said;

Most of my writings,

were not actual happenings,

my stories formed by my mind,

the only true stories,

put to ink by me

are those of my emotional earthquake

and former self...the walking cartoon

But I still create stories to write

from the mind,

I still do it, it's original

because I created it,

my creation!

but if there is one thing, I EXTREMELY

feel good about, it is my writing,

my literature,

nothing else.

                                                   By Kakraba Afful