MPRƆYƐ MU

Nneɛ ɔkaa sɛ bebia abɛ bɛtɔ biara yɛ mprɔyɛ mu no
…yɛ ɔbadwenba a adwenehare kyekyere n’aniso adehunu kakra
Efirisɛ abɛ bi tumi tɔ egya mu
…ɛhye
Abɛ bi tumi tɔ ɛboɔ so
…ɛwo
Abɛ bi ti tɔ fɔm ma mmoadoma we
Abɛ bi tumi tɔ nnɔti bi mu
…ɛmmim a y’ɛnhu n’adwosuo koraa
…na y’akohunu ne prɔyɛ
Enti tɔ baabia wo ho bɛtɔ woɔ
…ɛnyɛ baabia wo bɛfiri atɔ
Hunu sɛ
Ahodwoɔ adanseɛ
…y’ɛgye no wɔ akoma anum

II
Nnipa bi hia wo ahoahoa wo te sɛ akyɛdeɛ papa bi
…nso ebinom anya wo ɛtiatia wo te sɛ akoa
Nnipa bi ɛɛpɛ wo de wo ayɛ wɔn abasobɔdeɛ
Adɛn na wo tena hɔ ma nkrɔfoɔ twi w’ase wɔ nkoasom mu?
Wo nnyɛ mpapa dua
…na w’atwɛn okuani sikan ano ya
…ansa w’akɔ si kapenta anaa adefɛnyunofo bi nsɛm
Baabia abɛ bɛ kɔ tɔ no yɛ n’ahyeaseɛ
…aweiyɛ no gyina n’amunimuni tumi so

III
Enti bɔ wo bra tesɛ nkontapa bufoɔ
Wo nan si ha
…n’ɛpatri a
…fa mmɔdimmɔ yɛ adwumadene
Na hwehwɛ agyinae pa
…ɛwiawia kɔtɔ
Efirisɛ ɔbra deɛ
…ɛnoaa ne nea wo de wo wediɛ apre abɔ akɔduru
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 18, 2019

For foreign followers:

(This is an inspirational poem encouraging readers to work to be in places where they’ll be needed, or places where their worth will be appreciated)

AS IF I’M COOL

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I am hoarding a lioness

In the cave of my heart

Yet smiling like the sun

Deceiving the depressed

As if I am cool

 

II

It can be raining cats and dogs in blood

Flooding the cave and killing its space

But even in the darkest of times

The moon appears on my face

Deceiving the depressed as if I am cool

 

III

I am cool like the breezes

I am cool like the birds being chased by guns

I am cool like the rat being chased into a smoking hole

I am cool so I try to say I am cool

If I say I am cool repeatedly, I will definitely look cool

As if I am cool

 
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

LUSTING DANGERS (ADULT POETRY)

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A cabin boy

Was made a cabin toy

When his mistress saw him coy

And thought he had a thieving ploy

II

She swore she’d him destroy

And will huge soldiers readily employ

And make his pain and tears her joy

If his muteness did she annoy

III

He weakly echoed “Oh pretty mistress! I’m not coy

I do not have a ploy

And certainly seek not to annoy

The beauty of she who flog by mouth makes me coy”

IV

“Oh dear boy!”

You should have said so boy

In this empty cabin, there’s no need to be coy

Come and play my toy

Count it as your Lord’s deploy”

V

And so it happened very fast

His Lord’s deploy ended very fast

As they were climbing the wall of lust

Her Lord appeared and busted

Them and wrote their names in the ink of past

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015