Anthony Acquah Poems

Friendship is like a diamond
It is precious
Friendship is like a fine wine
It matures over time
...

My culture, mu religion, my race
It is mine
Why is it that my culture they have urged me to be ashamed of?
When I make a toy from a matchbox
...

I was not there to see you shed your first tear
I was not there for your first love
I was not there to comfort you
I was not there when you were experiencing your heartache, the pain of youraffliction to drink
...

Don't ever loose your brother
And always keep him near
Never say yo hate him
Tell him your always there.
...

My culture what is it?
Is it not defined by where I come from?
Is it not defined by Race?
Is it not defined by color
...

I look in the mirror and see a reflection of me
A reflection I didn't want to see
A reflection that clouds what I thought I would see
...

If I could choose to be with someone
That someone would be you

If I could choose to love someone
...

Why can love not be simple
Why can love not be clear cut
Why can love not come to me
...

I would have loved you with more intensity
Than you would ever had known.
...

My mind now when I think of you
Is like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle
Where all the pieces are jumbled up
Where it takes time to fit all the pieces
...