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​THIS BATTLING SEA

Many voices
Roar in this fiery sea

Voices of rivers 

Whose feet have tasted different sands

Voices of rains 

Whose bodies have tasted higher heavens

Bodies of fluids

Whose noses have smelt rotten foods

Vomited by covered human gutters

Bodies of sweats 

Which have explored varied pores

Each lamenting like lost pilgrims

In the end a blend in chorus

Disturbing or angelic, they live as one

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 24/07/2017

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. :)

3 replies on “​THIS BATTLING SEA”

Yes. Your poem makes me think of the Middle Passage when my ancestors were kidnapped from Africa. Chained in the bowels of ships, stripped of their language and culture, then forced to be slaves in a cruel land. We are cousins and sisters separated by fate.

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