Three PoemsBy Kwabena Agyare YeboahSunday, October 13, 2013.WHEN AFRICA IS DEFINEDThere is a placeWhere warmth greetsOn Mahogany’s greatnessIn a swift flowAnd a swing lowNations ariseBeyond the knownHarmattan telephones autumnIn attempt to patch the tornYet the ignorant boastsPointing to what is on screenAnd/ or a read from the nativePresent in absenceThe exiled defines Africa In a page-woven-imageryThen the sorry face is fooledTo hand a pennyOr moreSo mailboxes will be fullIn a leaking conscienceAfrica’s definitionIs herselfNot my wordsNor hers . . . nor hisBEAUTY IN THE WOODSThe breath of today sitsIn an array of the sun;The chirping of the parrotsPlays melodies of oldFrom this glorious footpathA heaven is openedFragrance of nature dumbfoundsClouds gather and danceTo the voice of the windThe amicable swift of the stream touchesThe leaves guffaw hereDwelling of trees read perfect on skinsOf nostalgic sweetnessFreshness stitches memoriesI SPEAK TO A NATIONTheir Moses came, yesBut not with CanaanThe prophet came, yesBut not with the messageI speak to a nationThe sound of lifeIs listened toIn the silence of deathOn a drowsy nightThat searched for her moonI speak to a natureA mighty arm is brokenIn the walk to freedomThe motherland’s virginityIs defiled by the thoughtsOf her ownAnd her innocence is humiliatedMurderous rage burnt veinsAnd killed the sparkle in the eyesTruth is being held on trialAnd nakedness is no shameRot has found homeAs praises are showeredOn herLet the listening heart hearAnd the willing hands walk the dreamI speak to a nationKwabena
Agyare Yeboah studies Biochemistry at Kwame Nkrumah University of
Science and Technology,Kumasi, Ghana. His works have been published by
Poetry Foundation Ghana and Scribbled Poetry. He recently contributed to
an international anthology that explores the theme of slavery and
romance, ”Breaking Silence” (2013). Kwabena believes Africa’s story can
be told well by Africans, and he aspires to do this perfectly.
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