THE SHE THAT I AM

I fit into stars
I fit into moons
I fit into suns oh high and low
I fit into waters
I fit into fires
I fit into earthquakes oh mild or deadly
I am the she that I am

II
I can
Transform from an ant into a lioness
Metamorphose from a nodding lizard into a reflective chameleon
I can be the sheep turned goat on the gloat
How about flowers with swords of thorns
Weeding dangerous fingers in soils of boastfulness and hardness?
I am the she that I am

III
Agowa’s treasure
One naught can measure
Obenewaa’s goddess
Thought in all goodness
Kwaku Sefa’s dream
Who gave him honour cream
The Northern Bright Light
In all love and might
I am the she that I am

IV
My knees may taste gravels hidden in sands
Not for the dance of enemy bands
My eyes may flow with seas of tears
Not for the pleasure of taunting fears
My body may flow with waterfalls of sweat
Not from the haunts of cruelty’s hurt

But for the flutters and happiness of beautiful hearts
I am the she that I am
That she that Ama Ghana owns in many pieces
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Nov. 6 2018

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