THIS STORY!

Some stories are better left untold

This is not one of those stories

This story shall be told

This story is being told

Pay attention to this story

This story is a true story

This story is one of love

It shall not end well

This story is not funny

Nevertheless, you cannot help but laugh

No one knows this story

But everyone will know this story

This story does not make sense

This story is intense

This story is a mystery

You shall not be satisfied with this story

This story will lure you and leave you in the dark

This story shall whet your appetite and starve you

This story shall be narrated by a dumb man

The deaf shall hear this story

The blind shall read this story

This story will shake the pillars of history

This story is a profound story

You shall not understand this story

This story is of a strange setting

The Bermuda triangle; Amazon rainforest; the Milky Way

This story has no title

But call it ‘This Story’

Quit waiting for this story

This story just got told!!

*Inspired by Mutabaruka's DIS POEM!

THE HAPPY FRIEND

Once I had a happy friend

Twice you wrong him

Thrice he forgives you

He always wore a smile

He made the worse look better

An epitome of an optimist

A trait I still can’t fathom

I perceived he had a perfect life

Until he narrated his story;

His mother died at his birth

And his father unlawfully remanded

For the first time I saw his sad face

‘Daddy did nothing wrong,

He only scolded a Richman’s son’

For that he’s been away for five years?

And there I stood in dismay

Wondering how he still smiles

So I gathered courage

And asked of his little secret

As usual, he smiled

Tapped me on the shoulder

And said ‘it could have been worse’

In five words he brainwashed me

And I too became a happy boy

For whatever that life serves you,

Just know ‘it could have been worse’

OUR GHANA!!

I’ve heard tales of Nkrumah’s Ghana

Her beauty and abundant riches

I’ve heard of her renowned honour

And her glittering golden beaches

Lo! Her fountain of honey

The pleasure and the sweetness

No room for melancholy

Utmost joy, the people harness

I’ve heard rumours of her fall

People say she lost her garment

The garment that made her stand tall

And so till date, she laments

Others attest she did loose her garment

But to men of indiscipline and corruption

Hope and aspiraton filled that raiment

Its loss then blurred her vision

We are the silver lining in this cloud

So we vow to make our mother proud

Gold and silver we do have

Talk less, the unity and the love

For as the sun sets, we argue and diss

But by sunrise, we all at peace

Through the blood and toil of our fathers

Amidst the sweat and tears of our mothers

We owe to the land of our birth

A certain and sure rebirth

In our own ways, let us pay our dues

And pledge woe to them that refuse

Hopefully, we will find the garment

And Ghana will once again, soar in her raiment

God bless Ghana!! Long live Ghana!!!

BACK TO SCHOOL!!

Time seemed to have been creeping

But school soon reopened

We are smart enough to have been fraudsters

But we chose to go upstairs

Where brains can decipher,

Why “A” is alpha

Why a bad chemist pours water on acid

And expects a reaction any more placid

Why the social scientists sleeps

And yet their results manage to leap

The dilemma of a mathematician searching for X

Hoping it knocks on his door like fedEX

The overly-rated medical students

While the artists bear all the talents

Law students have their own flaws

Yet they think they know all the laws

There goes our engineer

Chasing us with his questionnaire

Historians try to make history

Scientists unravel the mystery

The lecture just got boring

Even the ladies are snoring

Battle for the best hall

Who will stand tall?

While the outside world prepares for Xmas,

We prep in the deep nights for exams

In the end, we will hail

All who escaped trail

Get awarded our degree

And continue life with glee

I’m proud to be a student

If you on this path too, do not relent!!!

THE BLAQBOI'S CREED!!!

I am that fragile egg you see

The gem many want to be

But what lies within my shell;

Only I could tell

I am that bird soaked in the rain

I manage to fly, so they don’t see my pain

Through it all, I still sing

For I know not what tomorrow would bring

I am that homeless butterfly

In your eyes, a colorful fly

Very feeble are my wings

I pray daily against strong winds

I am that ant on your pathway

Working hard each night and day

For a future I’m not assured

As life itself isn’t insured

I am that perfectly tamed lion

Protégé to the Great Orion

I betrayed my cold heart

But I’m still a distinct cat

I am a blend of all the above

Soaring in the skies like a dove

And as the earth pledges to revolve

The puzzle of life will I solve!!!