Naked tortoise sat and watched

As its shell-loss-pain hijacked his happiness

And kidnapped all his will to live

So Kwaku Ananse took his sad cue

And looked for ways to own what tortoise wanted gone


Ananse wove a dubious plan

Like skilled Bonwire fingers weaving kente

And draped it on tortoise’s body

Whose spirit sat ghostly at Ananse’s mercy

With tears in its invisible eyes


Ananse dragged tortoise to his shed

Tied him to its bloodthirsty abattoir

And went off into the fiery bush

To ask the gods for a permit to kill

What is earthly dead to see its the heart of its spirit


The gods refused to give the permit

But Ananse came home ready to kill

When it took out its fiery knife

Tortoise’s sudden stress switched fast to fears

The fear with strength like a frightened bull


Tortoise broke free and bolted fast

Like a thief of lightening rushing off the sky

 Strength gods agreed to take their speed

From his limbs to have some peace

In their disciplined kingdom


Poor tortoise thought it through

It did no good after it defeated death

So it took a calabash and headed for the palm farm

For days on end until he got some palm wine

And poured libation for forgiveness


The gods of strength refused to yield

All merciful and wondrous God

Had pity on the gourd turned calabash and tears of the palm

And the repentant soul

And built for tortoise a strong shell

To aid it in its many travels on his cursed slow feet

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)


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