You are a failure when you do nothing about your failure.

Watching the sea

Silent as the rock remains

at the edge of the sea looking onward

White foamy waves embrace

to drown in a rage boisterous

But silence, dumb founded

overshadowed by their invasion

Solid turned liquid but a moment

Rock and water losing impurities

Rock losing all the water but in puddles

Till they meet again in a clasp

Guess what?

Sunny the sky with flowers ready to bloom

smiling their white like wool

as they show sets of teeth

Guess what?

Before the clouds thick form and they wither

brewing burning hatred

hot red like scarlets on the faces

meandering their separate path full of thorns

beautiful were the hands which held her waist in the lock

Fount Of Love

If I must sip but once

and quench an inevitable thirst,

where will I go between two clear rivers?

In onward wonder a river will keep me;

deep reflections of regret, another.

While each step meanders,

thou fount of love

through me that will flow

do find me quickly

that perfect outlet slope.

For in weakness I bear this hold

so strong to let you show.

© Emperor Leander David

Who Has The Hammer

 

Eugene Edzorho (b. 1986), Untitled "Governor III" 2017,Rocks from Galamsey sites, Dimension variables

Explosion

                Break asunder

Chipping the pieces to collect

Washed to refine

To pollute the lot

In your bosom Oh nature

We ruin

We no more drink the ancient waters

The waters of our fathers

They stink

And our catch on the surface motionless lay  

 Whose untimely death our actions caused

Fallowed earth

We’ve lost

We’ve ruined

Like rocks though in pieces

Left to hang above

On our waiting heads will stray and fall

We say aloud and paint them around

“Foreigners  foreigners” as if they did them all

Not locals who in turn their living made

And now join the crowd to hoot and shoot

Our own lurks around while they, we soon deport

Say no more if you can’t punish them all

“Foreigners foreigners” as if they did them all”

© Emperor Leander David

Prince Oduro (b. 1996), Stop Galamsey, 2017, Mixed media, 4ft by 4ft 

NB

In support of “Orderly Disorderly”

Ongoing end-of-year-exhibition held by blaxTARLINES Kumasi

Open daily: Monday to Sunday, 8am - 6pm

Closing: Friday, 1st September, 2017.

@ Museum of Science and Technology, Accra.

Made accessible to social media pages of
Walk The Talk Group/ JP International (Jubilee Projections International)
and their allied pages.

MATILDA

Matilda my love and Empress

A virtuous woman who will get

Together our paths have intertwined

In love inseparable from the deepest depths of the soul

Laughter, long life, abundance and good tidings I wish you

Dearest love that will be bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh

As long as I live; so let it be..

© Emperor Leander David

NB:

Written for Michel

a dedication for her Love, Matilda on her birthday

which fell on 29th of June 2017.

Angel en mi sueño

Oh angel

bastante brilla

me iluminas la noche.

Al cielo me toco

cuando cierran mis ojos.

Ver te espero

en tu elemento

una ola fuerte

que me llevará  

arriba cuando salto

y miedo no tendré si caigo.

Porque sé que estarás

alguna parte, toda parte conmigo

aun en mi sueño

en mi trampa más oscura.