IN THIS CUE

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We are in a cue

We will dock when we’re due

There is nothing like immortal few

And there’s no one to really sue

Let the natural tongue speak of life’s curfew

CHORUS

“Mere bi bɛba

Nↄti bɛkↄ nↄte mu

Ama nↄte abobↄ nompe mu

 ɛse bɛguan atua agyaboↄ

Na nↄte akyire nhwi deduam

Onua hwan na  ↄnkↄ mere yi mu?”

II

In this long cue

Some might see the hew

With no regard for souls who mew

As more follow in the new

Once caught, no words can free from the pew

And oh, who cares if all view?

Let the natural tongue speak of life’s curfew

CHORUS

“Mere bi bɛba

Nↄti bɛkↄ nↄte mu

Ama nↄte abobↄ nompe mu

 ɛse bɛguan atua agyaboↄ

Na nↄte akyire nhwi deduam

Onua hwan na  ↄnkↄ mere yi mu?”

III

Who still wants to be a shrew?

When these storms are in the brew?

None knows of the pruning crew

None knows of the hands which the rope did drew

Each from the cue will form its own stew

Let the natural tongue speak of life’s curfew

CHORUS

“Mere bi bɛba

Nↄti bɛkↄ nↄte mu

Ama nↄte abobↄ nompe mu

 ɛse bɛguan atua agyaboↄ

Na nↄte akyire nhwi deduam

Onua hwan na  ↄnkↄ mere yi mu?”

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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