The Road Poem by Kojo Owusu

Come my love, come
Come and let me hold your hand
And let us traverse
The winding overgrown
Naked footpath threshed
By ardent naked feet
Come and let us walk
The lonely road
The clammy hearth
Would wither away
The silent eaves
Would murmur their
Fears to themselves
The coarse eddies
Would while in the sky
And would fall as showers
Of doom
Forbidden tears
Would plough the hearth
And would make it infertile
But all these things
Would be behind us
Come and let us go
Let us walk the primal way
The learning tower lies in ruins
Deserted long ago
Spiders and snakes reign supreme
Harlot weeds and creeping plants
Have tainted the walls
Come my love
Come and let us go
Let us leave the ruins
Everything here torments the soul
Let us go even though
We don’t know
Where we are going
We are certain that
When we leave the waste
We would find a more
Rewarding and fulfilling place
Come my love, come
And let us traverse the
Windy overgrown
Naked footpath
Threshed by ardent feet.