A twisted tale stales history
Fuelling the dreadful victory
…of a storyless country
II
A passionate need for relevance
…fruits no reverence
…even eloquence can smoothen not that arrogance
III
For hard earned glories
…bubble into no sorries
…no matter the lorries
…of lies driven on the stories
IV
In competitions
…the first is named in repetitions
Even in foul play renditions
…of submissions
V
Let us be not like hawks
…catching success chicks
…of hens whose struggles still provide
…for a whole household
VI
We’re not kɔntua
For ropes of deceit to lift us
…from the success story of a martyr
…to the lies in a mirroring satire
VII
Honour is the birthright of the accomplished
…not strugglers who perished in a race
Those who have ears…
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © August 5, 2019
Edited by Koku Dotse.
2 replies on “KƆNTUA”
Beautiful poem, both in meaning and rhythm
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