Lost And Shaken

Shaken lost

But in thought

I struggle to keep

Yes it’s me

Yes it happened

Alive am I

Human like I

Sometimes lost

Suffered on top

Shook to bear

What they heard

The New Song

They brought them

into the home to protect us

they passed away

for the home to consume us

Hold my hands

all ye in flight

and will be liberated

from their trap

You will only spend a while

in confusion

you will settle

and be the monarch of all

From an intonation

which breeds the curse

of bad behaviour and happenings

would be buried behind

You will enter the new world

with a new look

in a new clothing

singing a new song

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When I awake

When my eyes open each morning

To realize am still with the living

My thanks to the one who has raised me up again

In strength to have another chance to worship him in gay

To see you 
If not to be near or possess you.

Worms under my skin

Oh worm my skin finds

Irresistible its penetration

Like the awakening sun

On a glacier surface

My icy waters outpour

At your presence the more

From nowhere you appeared

Why this feeling

This feeling to possess you

Ideas and ideals are in the hands of a dreamer.

The Stars and Moon

Where have all the stars gone

I asked the fading moon

Alone he lay on a bed of silent expanse

And a sleeping glowing pillow

Alone he shined for all

And none showed him even a smile

Of gratitude nor belonging

Alone the scary nights

The catcalls of the bats

Filled his memory all night

And raging waves his ears

Breathe thou continuously this freshness

While the hands stayed at my side

With this gaze into perpetual endlessness

Legon, The Pride Of The Stars

Here we are

the pride of the stars

here we are

the black star hanging in the gold

between the flora and the blood

            we call thee to arise

            arise oh Legon arise!

Thou tongue that spits in the heart

thou hand that holds high the sceptre

thou who blazes the trail

thou on whose shoulders we stand

thou who has reached the highest

            to thee we say ayekoo

            to thee our remembrance even from the grave

The old mother of the feeding hills

the hope of the coast of gold

the cloth that covers our nakedness

the silence is deafening

the shining light we await

            we’ve called thee to arise

            fill us full thy enlightened breadth!

When we see the dew fall on our lawn

from thy bountiful sky in the morn

when the tower light at the great hall

has shown the only way through the dawn

surely we shall see thee

            arisen oh Legon arisen

            shining brightest above, among the stars