Woretu me mu tokroƐregya me ɔdɔ koroNa w’asan de adwumasuru asom me surusurusuru agya me suroDe mma du adua me ahokyerɛ kuroA wo mma me kaprɛ mpo na w’ama me aburoKwajo Simpah, nhyɛ me abufuo B.Wo de ɔhaw ahyɛ me kabaDe ahokyerɛ ahyɛ me sliitiWo de ɔbrɛ abɔ me dukuAsan nso de ɛkɔm ahyɛ me […]
Do you come from Mars…or you’ve a passTo grow my massOr brittle my sass?With your throaty bassYou dig my crassTo push your gasI seek your hasAs I play my…naughty naughty naughty jazzAs I play my silly, silly,silly jazzWhich goes like – …pa na na na naPa pa pa…pa na na na na!HaPa na na na […]
Me wura Kofi sɛ ɔpɛ ɔbaa tiatia …nea n’afuru sa ne bu ase te sɛ nsuten Na sɛbi, ne tu apagya kakra te sɛ fufu ntoa mienu Ɔbaa a ne nufu gyina gyina hɔ te sɛ asraafoɔ mmabunu II Me wura Kofi sɛ ɔpɛ abaayowa …ɛnyɛ bampanyin Ɔse ɔpɛ abasa a entumi ntwe nan ase […]
Creation in nations had stations of rations Odomankomah so made it all Fitness in unfitness Unfitness in fitness A completeness of complementations II That is why – …there are talls in fit of shorts That is why – …there are fats in fit of slim That is why – …there are fair – …in fit […]
Vagabond Alluring, Gamer In Nothing, Ashtray! Who served you onto the African woman in this modern world? Who made you a begging bowl on the street of love? Who made you a trap to catch skillful players on this park of coupling? Do you have a connection to brain cells? II I am tired Seeing […]
So you are aggressively flying here and there When most of your heads are hanging Some in the hands of your owners As your anger of blood gushes out like angry tap water fighting through a small hose Masters, fly your last! II Ei! Look at the mould on your sense Disgustingly hairier than abandoned […]
Mr. says she is evil Who allows more than a pestle to pound in her mortar Mr. says she is petty Who uses the many mortars a pestle pounds into to act same His reason, pestles go whole and come not less Mr. says pestles always come to their original mortars After straying no matter […]
Which is the right way? The rough route with sharp stones The smooth route with the slippery oil? Or the cool road built with a painful patience? II Which is the right way? Rebellion to conquer slavery Battle to kill desires Or dialogue to smoothen seams? Which is the right way? Which is the right […]
I don’t want to be a land I want to be a tree No matter how deeply rooted I will stand firm With branch-like hands Waving my leaf- like fingers None will step on me into mud None will dig into me None will wash away my skin None can blast my stone like bones […]
That I am a feminist Does not make me a porcupine Shooting at anyone or anything When I feel threatened Afterall cuddling moves the heart to work In satisfaction and hope II That I am a feminist Makes me no violent hen Pecking and chasing Just because I can The fact that I am treated […]
First, hold my left hand And let’s together stand Pull me like an egg on a little plate to you And with your right hand Feel my heart Close your eyes Think of your heartbeats See if you have or have had the same rhythm Put on your sage hat And let’s dance II I […]
That I am a feminist Does not make me a lioness Asking for fairness with mouth Holds no threats of witchcraft Neither does it hold bullets for crucifixion Let alone bombs for company extinction II I know there are the kinds who want war And house machetes, arrows and spears Bullets and bombs of words […]
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