Kojo Owusu Poems

Animistic heath – the withered conclave of three hideous heretics
On the crossroads of the barren waste they haunt with talons of awe
Shriveled – cloaked in scarlet of blood of apostasy
In shy posture they are huddled together with the wand of illusion
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Splendor and majesty howling afar
Fame and wisdom and riches
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In the semblance of the wild peacock in beautiful plumes
Outspreading boughs of enchantment, ornate
Dancing in colors magnificent to gain attention
But that is sheer display of wantonness
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I am desperate for the propitiation
Chant to be chanted by the priest
To absolve me from an infernal scourge.
At early dawn, I made my sudden
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Sublime footfalls
Of gods – drowned,
The expectant vault
Will not swallow skulls,
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(A LOVE MYSTERY TO BE RESOLVED)

A mystery fleeting – this I want you to resolve for me matchless sleuth
For I lost my heart
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There was a merry din
That greeted me as I walked alone by the village in
Of brawlers - men merry and gay revelers wild and uncouth
Of boisterous celebrants who have plunged the ideals of youth
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From the precincts of despair sing I
By what kind of death concerns me not.

I tread the path of learning brightened by the outstretched boughs
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It is harvest time - electric harvest in the global village
These convoluted labyrinths of wires came not as a result
Of a millennium expiring in filth of an apocalyptic civilization or demented
Prophecies of old calling forth doom at the dawn of advancement
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The lily undulate on the meandering ripples
Of the stream drawing sustenance as peculiar to watery rhythms
And deep down the valley the self same bends to airy rhythms
Both blooming beautifully yielding flowers in due season
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