I Like rivers travelling to sea Like airs roaming with no fee Like mountains sitting in glee I need to be free II I am a river Looking for my sea I am an air Looking to be good breath I am a moun...
Gone are the days When Ghanaian children feared ‘kakai’ Now only villagers, coastal children and children with naturalistic parents get to bath in natural waters What was a swimming pool then...
He has risen He has risen to many cherry bosoms Making sales on street beds In the mouth of the Kwahu Mountain He has risen II He has risen He has risen to countless stinking pubs On many holy gr...
I smell the spices on my body I see darkness all around I see myself in an enclosed place That I cant turn my body here and there. I see myself in front of two transparent doors And all I can see...
Dawn’s whispers It freshness and tears Its soothings caress Bodies smile and feel Which arena can compare? II Morning’s massages Its beauty and smiles Its vitamins like potent drugs Bodies...
Dawadawa and prekese Are now ruled by curry powder And white spices Ghana men hide in masks Thinking they are trending And I ask myself why? II Days when our older generation lived They lived on ...
I am a bright star I need to see brighter sun Help! Help Mister Dark II I am a bright star Sitting dazed like trapped by clouds I need to see sun III With sun in deep sleep While I am fully awake...
Bakers! When your hands do the mixing And your heat cry for toasting Do you get the body building To feed them your soul’s shillings? No! II Carpenters! When you kill those trees And you pay ...
If I step on your tail Don’t ask for a bail Oh time you rogue You’ve swift tick tocks II If you’ve swift tick tocks At least pause for a talk You’re so under lock And cares not for a weak...
Trees placed bets on shoots Which promised to climb their world Still the young shoots aimed But many died being crashed by The feet of rain and hot sun II One tough shoot remained It climbed the...
Once a fisherman went to fish He rowed his boat and started to fish On a lonely sea with many a fish Hoping for a sweet dish Then he heard, “I wish you turn fish” He looked round, saw none, a...
Winter’s whistles are skins’ wrinkle Their cold strolls do make skins wrinkle Like caked-mud II They choose their lives’ early mornings To sound their scary cold warnings With body-marks II...
https://amoafowaa.com/2014/12/12/winters-whistles-the-compound-word-verse/
Many talk of Africa The poor poor Africa The dessert placed Africa Mother of bushes, poor Africa The wild rearing Africa The illiterate realmed Africa The ill bred Africa The jungle Africa No! I ...
https://amoafowaa.com/2014/12/11/my-africa-her-own-daughters-discription/
Goats Stubborn, smelly Perverting, destroying, terrorising Noisy, fast, pitchy, smart Sniffing, intriging, licking Tasty-in-death, scenty Chevon Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Fireflies, save your glow You capture my eyes in order to glow Now the moon serenades the sky Sending sweet light to you and I II Where is your mouth to brag? Where are your wings to nag? Look up...
What if I say humans are fishes? We are fishes with air as our water Swimmingly walking with our hands as fins Would you all say I’ve lost my brain buttons? II What if I say humans are leaves a...
When it stretched and stretched There were complains upon complains Why one unattractive plant Could occupy important space Beats the imagination of all But time shut all mouths As it stored in i...
I Bright sun shines Caring not that light whines Light, as in bright electricity II For electricity is no competition It will always live in the shadows of the sun Burning eyes in some contact w...
https://amoafowaa.com/2014/11/15/immortal-sun-trois-par-huit/
The sins of the fathers Are crosses on sons and daughters Crosses heavier than their shoulders can carry If so Why are eyes of fathers closed To their personal sins? The sky heats today The handi...
I “Let’s talk about toys And forget boys Mortars do cover Pestles never do” Akosua says II “But I do boys And don’t like toys What’s with all the coys? They can’t produce any joys�...
I Seeing heaven open and close In a sheltered happy home Counting the stars lying on back Feeling sky’s tears and its angry scratches Are tucked safely in my happy mind box II Our farms gav...
I A choice To be the noise The voice Or live in the joys And rejoice adds to his many apparels II The smile, could be a veil The smile, could be a nice mask The smile, could be a nice cologne Hid...
I As fowls search for corn, Hawks search for chicks Eagles search for fowls Some snakes search for eggs Forgetting others’ search for snakes II As plants draw water, air and sunlight Sheep and ...
I The bald lonely tree Gets no sympathy from birds Even when it is in pain II Birds chirp in dancing Flying here and hopping there No weather bother III The tree sits under Be it hotness or col...
I Why? Why will we work too hard to get cars, Ignore walking Thinking we sit in comfort Think of our being And pay to be told Our prescription is walking? II Why? Why will we throw away nature, T...
I am pepper A red hot pepper I can nausea repair And can food prepare II I am not dumb So do not into me bump Make me no water To wash your dirty fingers III If I’m treated with respect I’l...
The earth sat millions of years ago And ruled that he won’t take part Of the competition between beings And plants And she resolved to watch Then, the plants ruled...
Once in the land of the wild God staged a judgement in the mild He called king lion Who sought to sing to enter Zion But sang the song of the murderous The crowd cheered in happiness Their ter...
https://amoafowaa.com/2014/09/13/gods-mocked-trial-in-the-wild/
Croaking frogs sing in fear Scared antelopes run to save their lives so dear The pain in the owls’ voices, so clear Nothing seems mere In these times, in this jungle Ants are hiding in their...
https://amoafowaa.com/2014/09/10/a-dream-of-fear-in-the-land/
I woke in the morning To the calls of crowing And loved the air blowing And saw the trees swinging I loved the birds singing And loved the bush brushing Happily, happily, to the stream I went sin...