ON THE EVE NIGHT
On the eve night of Aphrodite's daughter's visit
We danced and sung to the tune of the melodies of Barkus
Set emotions in motion to put Aphrodite the greatest among the gods.
We hit and chine our cups,flowed on the tongues,
wet the throats,and filled our bollus.
The frequency pushed out the terrifying laughter
from the belly of Barkus,appeased with joy.

On that very eve night, Artemis shuns our company.
Appollo frowns to beseek a sacrifice.
Burning patients in anger, he prophecises a curse.

Zeus squirt out vapour of judgement,
healing from the mount of Olumpus.
He unveil his naked sword of justice,
seeking our very heads beheaded.
Fear sent on our chase.
Daughter seeks refuge in the bossom of Aphrodite.
Son of man left to his fate, eveloped with fear.
His soul destined to perish.

SEASONS IN NATURE
The voice of nature.
The sounds of our land.
The whispers of the leaves
of our trees.
The roar of our rivers.
The hues of our winds.
The trees surrender their
humble bow to the mighty
winds that beset from the woods.
And their heads are washed
with the blessings of the rains.
Our soils host the visitations
of the rains.
And our land is blessed with
the goodies of mother earth.
The birds descend from the sky
to be in consumation with our trees,

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AKONOBA
Judgment has been executed
Akonoba has been sentenced to life
Voice is screaming
Tears are dropping
But lovers are cheering
Their smiles are beaming

You fear to die?
Sad to live,Akonoba triggers
For the land to live on
a land of curses

Brother Kofi Kuma was here yesterday
Today with peers on the street struggling to stay
The street being wet by their sweat
Their footprints blanket the road side
The porter"s tray their tool of work
Hunger and violence show mercy
by their frequent visit

Just yesterday
The man in the long black coat
Lifted Kofi Kuma up high in the sky
"Precious gift from God
Decorated with talent and capabilities
A possession to train and to teach..."
On and on he chants
the holy words mum and dad won"t deny
Only to realize where he is today

For the same price
I have been ushered to pay
For whose guilt have we been victimized?
ASAMOAH BRIGHT
UG.

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A CRY OF DISSATISFACTION

Poverty itself has dried up the lips of the poor
Fear is creeping it's way into the very bone of the rich
Leaders are crowned with corruption
Subjects are drowned by their tears
Life is rough,survival is tough

Peace! where are you?
Security! out of your hidden place!
Comfort! the children need you
Joy has been consistently inconsistent
The land is vexed
Mute it keeps
Solution comes from nowhere

Affluence influences the rich
The poor searches for it"s hidden place
Leaders are drunk by it"s influence
The love for the subjects,a secondary matter
Yet the camel is never satisfied
with a barrel of water

ASAMOAH BRIGHT
UG.
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BURNT HEART-poem by Bright A.

Self hatred for failure
The fear of losing
Set the heart on fire
Internalizing the feel yet unborn
Intensifies the heat
Pain and fear scorches
More than a fiery

The courage of a man
Lies in the braveness of his heart
Courage is of man in war
Courage is of man for the claim of his rights
Courage is of man for freedom
But that courage is burnt before an able-bodied maiden

A face to face talk
When her rolling balls flirt in my eyes
The feel was felt
The language was obvious
Her presence at gatherings took away attention
The very thing I become
A thief who steals nothing
But glances every now and then
Where lies the strength of the heart
in the blazing fiery of approach?

Till when shall the burnt heart be restored?
When the flourishing lips are felt
And the lovely content dropped on the burnt heart
Then only shall it revive.

BRIGHT ASAMOAH
UG
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MORAL VIRUS-poem by Bright A.

MORAL VIRUS

Evil has been coated with good
A long miss calls for hug
Yet becomes a daily route like a meal
Dating is a decoration of life
The beauty of a youthful sight
Sex is a plight of recreation
A means for fun
The pleasure of evil makes life worth living

Evil has been redefined as normal
A dangerous virus
Neither does it transmit through
the blood nor by air borne
A transmission through sight
The virus of normalcy

A feel in the emotions
The desire to be part
Jealous of evil
The early symptoms
Victimizing the inexperience
Piercing through the heart
of the lowly in spirit

Grabbing evil,a proud and joyful experience
of the youthful heart
Notoriourity for popularity,their desire
What do you perceive to be normal?

BRIGHT ASAMOAH
UG
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