FIRE AND ICE

I am fire

I am ice

I am the loudest storm of all

I am a whip

I am a mattress

I am the perfect knife of all

So sit

Cut your head onto your laps

Cut

Open your thoughts and search so well

If your heart’s legs can dance to the tunes

Of my unpredictableness

II

I can fire you up like a raging flame

Or cold you up like the womb of snows so tight

And if you dare me

I can storm you up with beautiful lightning holding a sharp sword

Clothed by the loudest sounds

Which will make the heavens shiver

Oh! The earth will then have a fever

Then, what can you deliver?

 

III

On a good ride

You could be the mashed corn dough

In the frightened pot

And I will be the stirrer to make you thick

After I am done with you

Your name will change

And you will get to know that you can no longer flow

So if you are a coward

Just try flying

With the fiercest whirlwinds

When they are on a family visit

Because this calm goddess

Needs legs which tread carefully

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015