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Saturday 12 September 2015

Freestyle Spoken Word

Has day expired already?
And the sun retired to its peaceful rest in the west?
Has the wind not lied to the atmosphere yet?
And birds on branches tweeting and gossiping
About nature's architecture best
Where you miss nothing more than the warmth of love
Love unseen
what causes you to skip a breath is love unheard
Knowing not who and how to love
Especially when you have tasted the cake before
You are left with nothing else
But with memories of long ago deeds
Moments captured in frames
Of silent hours alone in the woods
And you watch them like they too never die
You harvest more from life
And far more from the songs
Composed by a choir of birds, silence and the dead times
Times never to resurrect
And you find your head nodding to the rhythms with the trees that don't know a thing about love
The only thing they remember is lovers kissing right beneath their shades
They don't know how to say 'I love you'
Damn! dumb trees
All they are best at is dancing
Dancing
Crazy dancers, they don't have feelings like you
Lest they stop dancing and study technology too
And learn why you are here chatting with me
And not paying any mind to either the birds or the moment.
Every thing don't make sense to you at the moment
Not even my words do
I have heard
So when you are done reading this poem
You may chuckle or laugh it off
Which ever way, I will feel loved here in Ghana because I influenced your emotions.

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