POETRY FOR U Gh

Whiles I speak hoping to express my self My words surpasses boundaries Exposing me to the lamplight I write hoping to flaunt my talent ; and Whiles I write hiding behind the curtains My skill exposes me to the lamplight Whiles I sing hoping to express my passion My singing exposes me skills Bringing me to the lamplight The lamplight is a den Sheltering the chameleon Once in a million The lamplight is my horror And why I hedge on ; Fighting to disavow Yet, my skill is my being And my being is my skill And my being is in the lamplight And there I must be

I sing a song A song with a horn Blended with yellow corn With honey and for a home  To feed cutty little kitty my unicorn This song I sing Is as old a song Sung of old ; as I sing This song I sing, is the dieing will Of the ancestral spirits T'is the awakening crow Of the cock at dawn I sing a song A song with a horn Sung from old To part not it's hold Of grip on little kitty unicorn This song I sing : Is my counter rising Is my formative lapping Is my relative lighting For our time lapsing Where the tide will turn : The risen to the falling The fallen to the rising Where I will sing home With high hopes Proud of my fully fledged unicorn Like the fisher folks coming home From their sail Proud of their sails

The clock ticks... Days tips by... Weeks passes by Months passes like Seconds. And years as Days. With seasons Coming And going as men With their to and fros And passions Fighting for all; Not knowing that all Will go Somewhere someday. And none to go With But Lonesome to Die, And be buried in Loneness .

This is a poem but a dream This poem is my dream Your dream Our dream This poem is my heart Your heart Our heart This...is our heart in a dream This poem holds my land Your land Our land This poem is Africa This poem preaches unity, solidarity and oneness of the African race This poem is me, you, us ; together in the race This poem condemns segregation of our race This poem is a message to our race This poem condemns slavery, racism, nacism, fascism and imperialism This poem condemns capitalism This poem condones altruism It creates a world of socialism This poem talks of pillars like Nkrumah, Mandela, Mubarak, Kenyatta, Gaddafi, Selassie, Amin, Hussain, Sekou, Gbagbo et all... That stood for our dream This poem talks of pillars like Mansa Musa : That exposed our rich culture That exposed our wealth ; and That exposed our dream of oneness This poem creates the link to the ancestral realm This poem conceives the future, the present ; And nurtures the