Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah
“Was Gold blind
to have thought
it would find its light
in the Iris of mother Ghana?”
I pity the bars after it
if only, there would be any
to restore its Kingly pride.
Cocoa did itself
by being inquisitive
to have come from Fernandopo
by not opting to be slaved
to marry the palm trees of Jericho.
I hate why it caught the eye of Tetteh Quarshie
or, were you smuggled unduly?
I pity you on a land of capsid bugs.
Was timber deaf
to the robust sounds of the chain saw?
Had you not heard of the parks in harbor country?
I pity your death,
For you would have been a spot for some birds
and a serenity of lush strings for lovers.
“Couldn’t you have waned as vapour
to deploy an array of ways to explore you?”
“Don’t you know you are the epicenter
around which much of humanity lives and thrives?”
From the Nile in Africa to the Ganges in India
From the Cano Cristales to the Danube in Europe
From the Zambezi to the Rio Negro of South America
whose color looks like a darkly brewed tea,
I pity our godly Birim, Tano, Pra and Densu,
for losing that visual feast of memories
to this sin of galamsey and excreted human waste.
To be continued is an excuse
to flee from this poem
in this un-chiefly land
of twisted tongues
where our Oil find is a curse
in a meeting of Spiders.
Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah lives in Ghana and is an African Poet. International Poetry congresses and festivals have included his poetry presentations and writings in their programs. He is a multi award-winning poet and has participated in poetry events, readings and performances in and out of Ghana, including Greece, Cyprus, South Africa, Canada, India, and Holland. Michael’s poetry collection, That sweet name like magic has made me, was published by Susan Jane Sims of Poetry space-UK Limited (www.poetryspace.co.uk). Michael blogs at www.mkksomuah.wordpress.com