There are mosquitoes singing tunes many abhor
In rooms detested
There are bed bugs battling bodies
For blood on beds many hate
There are many fighting animals like people with consciences
Just for rivers and foods and places and growth
Through it all
We sleep soundly
II
Sons and daughters of the earth beg for rain
In the abundance of storms
Our roofs are no longer tame
Yet, we sleep soundly
III
I had a scary dream
A dream that insulted my heritage
Characterising the celebrated as Orwell did his Animal Farm
Fires raged lighted by their matchless mouths
Storms wrestled
Broken by their heartful heartlessness
Their cruelty woke nature to fight us off
Off our blessed territory
Into the dungeons of death
I woke in a sea of sweat
And realised I woke to a sound terrain
IV
Peace of mind is not for sale
They could not steal our faith and hope
Tell them we found gold in our hearts; the kind of gold their greed cannot mine
We are formidable
We are the remnants of creeds born before war
We have licked the fires of chaos
And belched the gentle breezes of calm seas.
V
If we are the truth your minds know but refuse to profess
Then we are saved
A mind will know the ultimate perfection Lies not in war
Another will know strength must be used
To build nations not human idols
Another will see chaotic snakes crawling from forests of deception
And kill them with wisdom
Another will enlighten lazy minds
Which hate to take up the hunt of thinking
Keeping them in sage zones
Helping us weed out dreams like those which graze dreams to ashes
And yes soundly we will sleep
VI
Dreamless sleep, for time is here to act
Vuvuzele and ram-horn this to the edges of our minds and lands:
The time for battle is long past, our fathers paid for this season with their blood
Can you not see the fire that stirs within our embraces
It reeks of wisdom and oneness and strength to forge eternity
An eternity of Africa and the centre of it all
We shall speak our wisdom of mind freely and the seas will not boil
You are my kinsman and you are a diligent keeper of time
Let the world see and hear how we cleaned our house of secrets to shame WAR
Nana Asaase and Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) October 29, 2016.
(Photo Credit: Google pics)
Mum Cee 
4 replies on “WE SLEEP SOUNDLY (DUET WITH NANA ASAASE)”
Reblogged this on gracelarbi and commented:
Nana A. and Mom C…kudos….
Cheers
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Cheers!
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Beautiful Cecilia 🙂
One of you chapters did jump a little, maybe you would like to correct it.
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Yes please. Thank you. Will work on it.
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