LISTEN TO THE VOICES FROM AFAR

Walking back into the deserted forest of the past
I see sands of regrets
Watered by sweats of ghostly marathons in vain cheer
With tears acting as pickaxes
Digging gullies on once promising lands
Gullies draining dreams conceived from enthusiastic sacrifices
How I wish mouths stayed behind on journeys of death!

II
Look at fingers pointing at others
Neglecting the many fingers pointing at themselves!
Look at smiles massaging egos
While curses jump in racing chests!
Look at paid limbs digging graves for development
Forgetting death goes with immobility!
Look at me looking at me
Mind-caning “mes”
On grounds of judgement even in my attachment
As fear runs through my veins battling blood!
Look at work crying out for attention
Yet neglected like unwanted wives
While muscles chase skirts of sluggishness!
I wish voices of reason lived in a crusade each day
In every head!

III
Africans with weeping ancestors!
Africans sitting on wealth and living papers!
Africans being Africans in the uglies
Sidelining the beautiful
Mind of lions and lionesses
Acting cats and dogs!
Listen to the tears from Afar!!!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 25, 2018

2 thoughts on “LISTEN TO THE VOICES FROM AFAR

  1. Old wise Native American saying. “Don’t hold hate, don’t hold regret. Remember the past, don’t allow it to be repeated. Hate and regret, a heavy load to carry. Go forward with hopeful heart and teach the children well. A better tomorrow will come with us seeking better days. We must remember the past and go forward with clean heart and mind.” A amazing poem you wrote. I loved this one.

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