From My Mind's Eye (Daniel Felix Ayibontey)

 LOVE PUPPET     Should I say it? Should I keep it?  Should I hide it?  Like I always do. Should I twist it? Should I reveal it?  Will you deny it?  Like you always do. You give out your best; You give me the rest.  Leftovers, that's all I get.  Sometimes, I do regret. Knowing you, Believing you;  Trusting you,  Loving you.  My pillow soaks All my tears; My pillow knows All my fears.  I may be a puppet Down your string; Treat me like carpet,  Pray I don't sting.  ------------------------------   I may not be stronger In your eyes,  But I know I'm stronger  Than your lies.    Yes, I often smile, But behind that smile  Is a heap of pain  Driving me insane.    I see your deeds; You thi...

MY STORY UNTOLD Ama Ghana A country full of Gold Good people, innocent souls They used to call her Coast of Gold Gold Coast, so we were told And then the invaders came To our shores, in ships they came Were they gods or were they same? Their skin color made us insane They taught us religion They taught us to pray Divided us into regions We became their prey They shared us among their own And seized all we owned They took us from our homes And sold us to their homes They showed us soul winning Yet practiced gold digging They gave fake pleasure And stole our treasure Thieves, They poised our hearts They pierced our hearts They polluted our minds They poisoned our minds With silly greed To sell our breed. For our daily bread, Our own kind bled Yet, our youth run to them That sold our fathers into slavery Willing to offer to them Their selves, voluntary slavery Their minds, mental slavery Their ...

I hear a still small voice Somewhere in my head. I feel him inside me Speaking to my self. The words he echo Are just and true Surprising to me; Its all about you, Ofa. He keeps flashing Your image on my brain As if I am riding On a Chinese love train. He keeps playing Your voice in my ears As if I’ve known you For many years. Ofa. He keeps stressing; I need to tie the knot with you When all I wanted Was to stay around and work with you. He seem to know me More than I know myself. I think he got me; I was keeping the feeling to myself. Ofa. But you have another, And I have another. You can’t leave neither; I can’t keep either. So I’ll convince my inner Him That I can’t reach the brim. And even though I heart you, I’ve got to let you be. Ofa. OFA is a Ga word which literary means “you are enough”. Written by Daniel Felix Ayibontey. College of Languages Education University of Education , Win...

BORN TO DIE What is the essence of birth? When it ends in death What’s the essence of breadth? After you leave earth What is the royalty of a maggot? In the beak of a wild parrot The most beautiful dance of a chick Never pleases a hungry hawk. I seek to know Where do we Go? When we lay down This blood and this bone I seek to know Where do we go? Who takes our soul? When we die and go Some say: We reincarnate. Some say: When we die, we wait. Some say: When we die, we’re gone. Some say: We still live for long. What a world we live in. What is worth believing? When the good keep leaving, And the bad keep living. In a day a man is born In a day a man is gone. A once joy of the morning; Turned a cause for mourning All men become equal When death makes its call All hopes, pride and swiftness Mold salutes to meekness. For heaven and earth bare witness That Hades knows no weakness. It is fearful ...

THE ADDICT'S CONFESSION ------------------------------- It started as an interest; I deemed it worthier than the rest. It then became a hobby; A hobby turned a habit. It seemed to be an addiction; Frequency increased by addition. What I did once or two times, I now do a hundred times. I felt good, I must say. I was good, so they say. I kept my grasp on the gullible And lorded over the vulnerable. They loved me and adored me, Though a few of them abhorred me. There may be tough days to endure But until then, I enjoyed. My enjoyments turned sour When I first saw An interest-like addiction Leading me to destruction. I was in self-made shackles; Afflicting myself without struggles. Menacing as if under a yoke Even though I took no oath. I cried and waited for help, Yet closed all doors to help. I fantasized in madness Without self-pity or kindness For myself; at least for me. For both victim and villain was me. I could have sought after cure But I chose to endure. I now lie beneath ...

LOST AGAIN Love is unfair; Life is unfair. Why must I always Bury my head In shame; In pain, Knowing that I lost again? When I fall in love I give it my all. With high hopes; Body and soul. I don’t care; Richer or poorer. You love me, I love you more. Yet most at times, I fall in wrong hands. The one I trust Calls me a liar. Thinking I’m cheap; Calls me a cheat. I can’t believe, I lost again. We stayed together Under same roof. Even though You had no proof. No engagement, No commitment No, not yet; Not for marriage. I pretend to be happy Even though I suffer. Yet you left me To be with another Who is not even Compared to me, better. I can’t tell how I lost again. I’ve learned my lessons; I’ll cry no more. For nothing is fair In love nor war. The smiles today, Tomorrow is no more. Sweet fruits Turn bitter and sour. Life is unfair Love is unfair. Why must I always ...