—-BADIAKO—- (The Warrior) As the cowries are spread by the priest Akok) as3nky3 so b) nguan bun ho Rekekamu—- Orusu nyininsuwa tsiatsia mu Osiand3,onyim d3 )renky3r! It shall soon visit the ancestors—- Ana dza woehu,nye dza w’atse yi Should you discharge her Do you think…

~~BIRDS AND MAN~~ The articulations of birds of the sky are sweet No infobahn,yes but they tweet Like the carnal already on heat They neither spew the dutch nor the greek Yet they convey their speech Who might be on their street? Always making sure…

____THE HUNTER____ ‪‬ He’s loaded with his tools Praying to even see a hoof He enters the darkest bush Just to survive with a standing tooth!— ‪‬ When the dew made no stay My eyes travelled to his feet And spied the footprints Of his…

—–KING OF ZION SAVES—– Behind Him or infront of Him He sees through Even the darkest abyss! Even sheol lies plain before Him How much more The human heart! No secret is hidden before Him—– He sprinkles His sweats on the lost To feel the…

—–ASAASE PA—– ( ‪#good_land‬) She opens her mouth wide To swallow every seed O’! The land of my birth! This land brings forth ”bankye” na ”bor3dze” To silence the intestines At the last hour Colour green elevates her fertility And so cultivation lick her belly…

—–WILD FALCONS—– Within the spate of the day The stony hearted falcons Train to trace their prey They add to and multiply with haste The looks and demeanor of the day That they spread their wings in darkness—– Never do they stretch their necks backward…

_____TALES FROM THE VILLAGE ROOM_____ On the ”apram” I sit In the dark with ”bobo” around To fill my book with the ”nt3kyer3” And the ink To smile of woven words____ Some human are encircled In a corner and surround the ”mukyia” Which spreads its…

Hello everyone, my name is Fionna. This is my first marathon. I’ll be doing the half marathon because I’m a mother to an energetic 1 1/2 year old, and my sanity depends on having SOME sleep. My love for words started when I was just a…

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“once I start I’ll never stop, never stop, never stop….” Oh, yes, I suppose I will. p.s. Thanks, Mick Jagger JSweeder Ocean City, New Jersey