I grew up …a blew up …in a shrew strap Drinking shame brewed before birth Eating discomforts whose cooking crews …knew their hurtful ingredients So shame became a mountain …I had to beat …to survive Why won’t I be beyond shame? II I have crossed the bridge …where I shiver in front of Asante kwadu […]
Sigh The infra dig man-cue For flowers of honour Is not part of the deities I worship II Sigh Bombastic preachers Robed in cover of their leeched skin Can’t make me sleep No matter the soothing of their evoking lullabies III Sigh Mouths which work in the dark And mute in light Can never move a […]
No matter the weakness of a graceful flower It receives the blows of rain As it does sun which makes it visible To its audience It even embraces the winds No matter how strong Knowing it will be stronger if it succeeds And if it is lucky distribute its seeds to some fertile land Being […]
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