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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Dont Be Surprised

Kojo, son of Ashitey,
I have called you by your real name
because l want you to listen to me.
Your family have deaf people but,
that does not mean you are also deaf.

I want you to listen to my murmurings
of pain that your household has caused mine;
the pain that tingles our heart each time
the names of your people are mentioned.

Yesterday, is a day that has passed
so our elders have taught us and
that is why things that have passed
should not be used to determine what
we are about to do today with your household.

Those of my people who have gone
did not have what has kept me
to remain waiting for you to call
and that is what makes you shake
with the rage of a lion that has fasted
whenever you set eyes on me.

I am like the needle which is small
to the eye but cannot be swallowed
by the giants in your family no matter
how much they try to take me down.
Francis Kokutse
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