Tongue
When you taste the sweet
Savour the taste
And dance to its beat
Like a queen who has conquered in war
II
Tongue
When you taste the sweet
With bitter pinches
Hold your reins
Like a great warrior at war
And follow the trot-rhythms
Of your cherished horse
III
Tongue
When you taste the bitter
With sour swords
Which cut into the roots
Of your teeth’s canal
Like a strong Atongo
On his farming ground
Hold your pride
And send back the tears
With visions of sweetness
In the future of sourness
Even when sores plague your ground
For you are a conqueror
A great great warrior
Who holds her head
Even in defeat
IV
You are just like fresh meat
I know
But have conquered many heat-like foes
Even those who leave scars
Have been battled and battered
Tongue
You are not on an ordinary
But on the great Jemremedua
Hold high your head
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2nd July, 2016
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