In bright daylight
Dark clouds have formed
Blinding eyes and raining heartaches
*E*ven the dust was preferred
*V*astly over this daylight blindness
Mini sani po nɛ?

Death has bitten into a delicious mind
One whose pages were enriched
With harvests of higher learning
One whose ink had so much
And was ready to hold hands of growing minds
To stand at par
One whose discipline made her warrior of right
And enemy to bad nuts
Who knows where teeth of death lives?

A mother hen has been stolen by a mythical hawk
Who will take care of its chicks?
Let all atɛntɛnbɛn play themselves
To direct voices to tune their hurts
A multi-lingual chord just sunk into the abyss of silence
Let all mourners pitch their cries
A modelled lady vanished like a shadow at sun-down
Let all guns bitter in death hunt be raised
We lack the eyes to hunt a myth
But surely, jubilating vultures can take the bullets
How can we lose one in a few breasts
Who provided breast milk of knowledge to succeed
In a milkless realm
Where strength of shoulders boxed to compete?
Let all harmed cocks crow at noon
A dignified hen stroll away painfully from her royal grounds
Even owls are shocked into soundless hooting

*L*ook for the keys to a better Ghana
*O*nward we must go so
*K*eep to the dream of youth nursing
*K*now we loved to walk your nurturing path
*O*pt to oversee our growing steps
Settling for no less than perfection
We cry rivers
With boats of luck
To ferry you safely to conquer your conqueror
And if you do
Open the curtains of beyond
To light its cocoon
So our worlds merge again
To nurse from your seas of brilliance
For now, smile at our noise
No matter how disturbing
You did it all
We just wanted more
Mama Naa Merley
Ya ni oya wɔ ojogbanŋ
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) October 7, 2016

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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