DOUBTFUL MOMENTS

I marvel as to how far I’ve come

I marvel thinking about how each day comes with its own thrashing

Then I sing

“Onyame bԑyԑ ama me

Sԑ merԑ no so a enyԑ obi na’bԑka

Sԑ ↄfa ne boↄ a, ↄto ne bu to na’nkↄtↄ baabi bↄne

Onyame na’ra ↄbԑyԑ, oooooh

Onyame bԑyԑ ama me

Sԑ merԑ no so a enyԑ obi na’bԑka

Sԑ ↄfa ne boↄ a, ↄto ne bu to na’nkↄtↄ baabi bↄne

Onyame na’ra ↄbԑyԑ”

Every waking sun laughs

Giving reasons to hope

And prayers to catch whatever it holds

Then the weather is bribed

The sun’s mouth is covered

Concealing its smile

The clouds shield it

Hiding every bit of hope to be seen

And rains stone with murderous thoughts

Which fall to maim

Then my song changes;

“Onyame na adԑn na wapaw me?

Mayԑ wo bↄne bi a, anka frԑ me wↄ wo nan ase

Na menpa wo akyԑw ԑԑ?

Ɔko wei deԑ ԑso sene me”

These challenges covered by the transformed cloud turned beating rains

Must stop.

If there is nothing in this life to laugh about

If nothing can satisfy beings

Let me know and sing songs the world will hear:

2x “I know I am hopeless,

Hopeless I came

Hopeless I shall go”

But life wouldn’t be that forward

Will it?”

By amoafowaa