I don’t seem to know the rules or have the tools
To make them come true.
So dreams they remain.
Never realized.
Just demons that stalk me.
Can’t think of a time when
Things came together for me.
Perhaps it’s just an illusion.
My dreams that is,
Not life that eludes me.
Akwabaa
Welcome to my sunny shores.
Where the people are always jubilant and smiling,
Belying the grief.
Underneath the sunny skies
The people of Africa claw for their bits of life
Genocide, war and famine
Where is the Relief?
Akwabaa means a warm welcome.
Africa welcomes you to its shores.
Welcome!
On our shores,
You will find a people of great hope.
A people of great courage.
On our shores,
You will find the second hand, run-down
Discarded remnants, of the rest of the world.
We long for the new.
We long for prosperity.
We want to see our rewards in this life
Not just the promises, of the next.
We want to become intimate with plenty.
To the joys of abundance.
Come, peace and security,
Come, food and shelter
Come, all that eludes us.
We want to welcome you.
Akwabaa!
Otema Yirenkyi is an IT Strategist with a leading firm in Maryland. A collection of her poems, Pieces of Rhapsody in Words, was published in 2004.
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