Sunday 27 September 2015

Dullness Like Darkness

I watched the sky all night
And not a single star fell off
On my eye’s radar
I watched the day stay
Full of brightness
I, full of dullness like darkness
Oh,
Voices ordered me to stop
Infront , 
A deep gully
Big, 
A story building to hide

And will yet go on
Not minding the thoughts
Piercing sparks on the mind
Oh going on is going back
A loss of your life may be

A loss from your life can be

Monday 7 September 2015

I will not count the numbers







Down and down deep I breathe
Breath bringing death I see
I struggle to hold on even to straw
Then the calm and no more I saw
But fire,
Fire burning
Burning running
Running coming



It’s gone I saw it
It’s gone I saw them
Hard, motionless, dark ash,
Metal standing frame
Of a car
Of a petrol filling station

It’s gone I heard it
It’s gone I heard them
Passing through
Descending down the bridge
The heavens heavy grew
Hard wholly on us had emptied
Their cries call in the echo
Trace our bleeding broken hearts
I will not count the numbers
What the gutters have gathered
Thunder bolts raged, rains opened wide to swallow
When for hours we received and wished they seized

I will not count the numbers
At Avenor, Alajo, Adabraka, Caprice, Odornaa, Faanofaa, Kaneshie
How have your homes turn rivers
Fathers cry, sons lay dead in arms
Mothers refuse to be comforted

The cock crowed at noon
And none did hear
The night sky revealed
And our minds noisy to keep
Call me the rain maker
The clouds have gathered
He passed on into time
And left us with none

We boil in silence
We struggle in this dumbness
The rivers danced this double tune
They played a tune so strange
The rivers danced the dance of drunkards
That they drank and got drunk
They danced and danced
They lost their courses into rooms
Away from home they are
Now who will carry them home?

Oh their distant voices carried away
Their bodies desecrated by strange hands
While behind the veil
At their love ones they wave

Ye who live in Alajo I call thee
But will not count the numbers
I call thee who lie in front of shops
In kiosks on pavements
In and in front of shops
In caprice and Avenor who stood on beds
And left love ones up
On high places in rooms

I call thee who had sleepless nights
On the eve of June 4, 2015
Standing till day break at Faanofaa
While lorry stations turned lakes
And streams over night
I call thee whose merchandize obeyed the flood water’s charm 


I call thee to stop the blames and relieve the pain
To form pacts and swiftly act
Ghanaians, strangers, neighbours and friends
From afar and beyond I call thee
To join and share resources
To save our sinking ship
Have the peace that surpasses understanding
Hold on while day break is nigh
The sun sleeps not forever
With dryness in its wings
It will wipe our tears
It will carry away our fears
Support the weak and help the afflicted
Demrifa due, Kpo afee nook
Their numbers blowing in the wind
But will never count them
All what the flood water has stollen

Wednesday 2 September 2015

Indecision

A lovely girl on a lonely highway
A broken heart mended more than twice
A gaze of two unknown waters
Splashing out not a tear 
But Indecision, all
If I may call