The painful and humiliating songs
Sung by our forefathers
Who were classified as machetes and shields
Take endless journeys through my mind
Thoughts of the Fante gallants
Subdued by harmless guns
As they plead
“M’agya etu, mepawokyew
Menkum me ai! Mere ke sonkyi maaba”
To mouthless guns kill my spirit over and over again
Thoughts of the great Asantes
Mesmerised by the taste of salt
Which abounds on the shores of their lands
And exchanging precious gold for them
Are like needles piercing my pride in thousands of ways
Thoughts of others conniving to trade
With Angelic Satans and profiting
At the brutality of their own blood
Kill me a thousand times each day
I aim for no revenge
I just hope for these thoughts
To take their journeys to the other side
Where boastful superiors pride
On the blood of my forefathers
And aim to live up to their legacies
Let us see then
After they wear these thoughts
Whether they can look into eyes of supposed monkeys
And still act their shameful selves
Without thinking themselves pigs.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
NOTE: I do respect everyone who deserves to be respected. This poem is in no offence to the white folks who respect themselves and humans in general. I do have white friends and I love them so much, but hearing the disrespect of blacks and the name calling by some people hurt me to no end, hence the poem, thoughts of the persona may come across as harsh but many provocations are harsher than this.
Mum Cee 
8 replies on “MINDFUL PAINFULS”
I am English and white, and like many other Europeans, I are very ashamed of the colonial past of the exploitative empires that stole poeple, land and the wealth of those places. I live in Australia with a very short history, but once again it is a history of pain and subjection of the Aboriginal people. Their land, children, language and culture have been stolen or suppressed, Even today they are treated so badly,in so many ways.
I admire your right and dignity to write like this and it is I who respect YOU.
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I respect you too Magicpoet01. The you who will not look down on any human being must be respected to the maximum. That feeling of remorse on your part even though you’re not to blame is commendable. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
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The sentiments expressed here are realistic and quite heavy; you unequivocally relayed your thoughts well…………..The journey you took me through was quite rewarding.
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Thank you Seth, respect!
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Very colorful. I had a bit of a problem reading the twi
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Thank you very much. When I record the Twi, I’ll send you a copy to listen.
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Ok. That would be great
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The Twi said “My father Gun, please don’t shoot me, I am just going to urinate and I’ll be right back” The Fantes were made to believe that guns, even without operators will kill them if they do wrong in its presence. One way the British subdued them. Really ignorance is fear not bliss.
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