BIRTH OF AN INDIVIDUAL

 In a world that seems like a home

                                         In a world that looks like a global village

                Thou art an individual

                                      An island surrounded by the ocean

                           Like everyryone, u were born ’lone

    And your head you carry alone

                               Say not that all animals are equal

                            Some are more equal than others

         Some were born with silver spoons in their mouth

                      And others were born with shovels in hand

                    Some were born with parents to dine with

                   And others were born as agyankaba

                No matter then your birth

               U were born ’lone

              No matter then your expectations

             U weave your destiny alone

             Lone alone, lone alone

             Thou art a lone individual

             Carry then oh carry

             Thy own head must thou carry

              Linger for none to give you a push

              Depend on none but Jah ’lone

                 In your hand is the pencil to draw your destiny

In your pocket is the key to drive the lorry of destiny

                      Look to none and expect from no one

                         U were born as an individual

                           U were born ’lone

                              U were born with no one

                                   U were born ’lone

                   And that is the birth of an individual

                                  

A to Z of My Love for You

A little more and I will kiss your lips

Be alert; my love will find you out

Certainly, nature made you mine

Dear, you just can’t escape my love

Everything I do is toward the good of our family

Falling in love with you has been the best decision

Girl, nature made you mine

How can I ever let go your love?

In moment of joy and sorrow

Just as you are…I will always hold you close

Know this in your mind:

Love of you is my prison…I will forever be there

Make me your babe

No one will enjoy your womb of love than me

Open up to none but me

Pains caused by your love -

Queen of my heart -

Remains the sweetest experience ever

See the transparent heart of mine

Touch my veins of true romance

Under no situation will I give your romantic place to another

Verily, verily I will forever hold you and be held by you

Wherever my name is mentioned your virtuousness will be honoured

Xylophone will be played together with all African instruments

‘You are the ABC of my love’, so will the melody go

Zeal with true love will forever glue us together – I love you.

LET LOVE PREVAIL

Let love prevail, let love prevail

Let love prevail in this happy matrimony

Let love uphold forever this precious harmony

Disagreement may stubbornly arise

And anger would always want to take the prize

But let love prevail in this happy matrimony

Conflict is bound to surface and resurface

And disappointment would cover your faces

But let love prevail in this happy matrimony

People may say what they want to say

Family, friends, and even strangers on their own way

Would stand by and poke their noses into the affairs of this union

But let love prevail like the powerful scent of an onion

Love is the greatest and stands above all others

Money can build a house, but love makes a home

Money would bring a man and a woman together

But love makes them husband and wife

Love, the wisdom of the Holy Scriptures says, is patience, Kind, decent, truthful and hopeful

Love does not envy, it is not Insolent, proud, selfish, or easily angered.

Love, love, love, oh as for love, it never thinks evil

It bears all things, believes all things, and endures till the right solution is reached

So then finally, Mr and Mrs………

Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest,

Whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure,

Whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report;

if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise,

Listen to no enemy of progress, just do this one thing for me

let love prevail in this happy matrimony

BLAME NOT MY LOVE

A year is dead
Another is born
Day and night lived and died
But my love stayed alive
Hot and wet seasons rose and fell
But my love stayed awake

My love was pure and without insincerity
It lived for none but you
It cherished not but you
But you…you
You took it for granted
And made pain its bedfellow

Now you’ve split it
And spread one half abroad
Last year, it thought of none but you
It saw beauty in none but you
It told fairytales of none but you
But now, it shares your place with another

So blame not my love
A new year is however born
One more chance is left
To reclaim all or let go all
The choice is yours as the ball in your court still lies
No more bluffing and taking for granted
When the eyes of the fool is opened
The game comes to an abrupt end…

IN YOUR PRESENCE

IN YOUR PRESENCE

EVERYTHING MAY CHANGE BUT MY LOVE

The day I met u is certainly not today
The time i first saw u is surely not this time
The place I met u is definately not this place
That means everything can change

Everything may change
Your buity may change
Your age will surely change
Your venue may also change

But one thing I know will never change is my love for you
Many waters cannot wash it away
The dark clouds cannot concealed it
The devil cannot venture with it
Yes, not even angels can change my love for you
Let alone mere humans

Be therefore assured that
My heart will always go on for you.
Because everything may change but my love never does
I love you

ESIBU AND THE BULL

ALONG THE COASTAL BAY

Along the coastal bay
I thought of the day
That everything went nay
When the sun refused its ray from reaching my way

KYINGILINGI GIRL

See how she models
Like a ghost from hell
So slim
Is she on diet?
Kyingilingi girl

Kyingilingi girl
Meatless body with bony shoulders
The hottest cake on the street
Blinking devouring teeth
At men who will always cross their borders

I hear say she won Miss Legon
With her coconut legs on
Ei, slim things and beauty
Were the judges free and fair at duty
Or their romantic feelings made them guilty?

Hmm! Kyingilingi girl
Foggy lips like oily toogbεε
Flat buttocks like pancake frying pan
Small waist like savanna cobra
Skinny girl; as kyingilingi as kyikyinga

With rings and bracelets dancing on long hands
She cat walk like a hundred meter champion
What a slim thing in miniskirt?
This girl can destroy Sampson’s shirt
For she is a kyingilingi girl

She is a kyingilingi girl on high hills
You cannot get her without paying huge bills
So let your wallet be filled
And your heart ready to be grilled
Because she is a kyingilingi girl

27th May, 2011
5:58pm
@legon

SHE BROKE HIS VIRGINITY

To be childish is to be foolish
Immaturity disrespects opportunity
A virgin boy at fifty –
Oh how? Very filthy

He grew up as a mummy’s boy
And lived as a daddy’s toy –
A dummy doll
Still crying for Christmas ball

She knew him from childhood
While they both lived in same neighbourhood
She loved him too but he was nothing good
Like a useless firewood

Switching and switching mood
To her feelings he was too rude
Unable to vomit only three words
Oh virgin boys are cowards

Oh virgin boys are cowards
Suffering in their own Ananse webs
P-O-P
Their mouth they cannot just open

That was years ago
But he is still a virgin, oh no;
After she has broken hers with three kids
He is still frightened to request for a kiss

‘Boring! Boring!’ She shouted in disgust
Her mouth shivering like a bomb to blast
Virginity at fifty
Useless to the community

She held him closer
And clutched her lips to his
Left hand unzipping trouser
In search of a virgin wood
He shivered and wanted to cry
‘A useless guy!’
She told him and pushed him onto the mat
He fell like a blind bat

Cold blood turned hot
As dummy dull entered nature’s pot
He shivered and shouted, ‘wow!’
‘Democratic Paradise is a place to fly’

She slapped him in anger
Virginity at fifty is a danger
But he loved the slap
And wished for more on his lap

So she broke his virginity
And made him a man at fifty
Saying, ‘it’s time to be truly independent
Break away and realize your liberty’.
27th May, 2011

I WILL MARRY MY MOTHER

She looked me in the face
Replying to my moonlit gaze
With fondling emotions in race
Her snow teeth pierced my toddling countenance
But nothing more than love was in haste

She is my mother
My father’s faithful partner
I was confused and began to wonder
Why in my husband’s bosom alone her love will forever linger
Is such affection in any other lover?
If not, I will marry my mother

She touched my hand and massaged my heart
A moment memories will never part
Her thighs held me firmly under her breast
Her left arm was back-neck cushioning guest
And as gently, tongue sucked milky nectar, my soul began to rest

I was more and more confused, wandering in wonder
Beyond mother, is any other dearer?
Is such care in any other lover?
If not, I will marry my mother

If not, I will marry my mother
And compete with my father

She throws him a table each morn and evening
The choicest delicacies he alone is always enjoying
With the most quantity from fishing and bushing

In the night they throw me on the cold ground
But under her blanket my father would be found
Doing what? I wonder
To him alone the choicest delicacies belong
Yet competing with me for breast milk all along
Oh no, I will marry my mother
And throw out my father

But the woman who birthed me can’t be my mother –
she is my father’s wife –
It may be you; the maiden that seeks my love
You can be as holy as a dove
And posses the beauty African queens can have
Yet, if you can’t care like mother
Love as she loves father
Forget it
Because I will marry my mother.