Kwabena Agyare Yeboah

KwabenaKwabena Agyare Yeboah is a 21-year-old final year BSc. Biochemistry student at Kwame  Nkrumah University of Science and Technology,Kumasi, Ghana. His works have been published by Poetry Foundation Ghana and Scribbled Poetry. He recently contributed to an international anthology that explores the  theme of slavery and romance, ”Breaking Silence” (2013). Kwabena believes  Africa’s story can be told well by Africans, and he aspires to do this perfectly.

 

 

 Three Poems by Kwabena Agyare Yeboah

I Speak To A Nation

Their Moses came, yes
but not with Canaan
The Prophet came, yes
but not with the message

I speak to a nation

The sound of life
is listened to
in the silence of death
on a drowsy night
that searched for her moon

I speak to a nation

A mighty arm is broken
in the walk to freedom

The motherland’s virginity
is defiled by the thoughts
of her own
and her innocence is humiliated

Murderous rage burnt veins
and killed the sparkle in the eyes

Truth is on trial
and nakedness is no shame

Rot has found home
as praises are showered
on her

Let the listening heart hear
and the willing hand walk the dream

I speak to a nation

We Were No More

Silence was our survival
Tyrants have condomised our cognition
Our homes were muted fields
We were no more

Silent faces spoke of hunger
Dreadful passions murdered our walk halfway
We were no more

Our tomorrow was robbed yesterday
Faithful hearts were humiliated
On our streets, were poodles
of the puppeteering masters
whose canines sought our death

And brought pain
that echoed in our being
Their claws erased
our trace from history

We searched self
and we lost our identity

Those voices were not ours
we were no more

A Day To The Grave

Memories unmask tears
The dancing feet wander in silence
Time stares

Aura of beauty is not smelled again
Life withers along the way

Day wishing finds a home in a fertile heart
It is only a day to the grave

When sea of tears flood
and passion drowns
Flash of moments pictures this journey

Somehow, this one too is called life
when it is fed on by dogs
Corpses truly live
Once upon a time

  6 comments for “Kwabena Agyare Yeboah

  1. August 3, 2013 at 11:13 am

    🙂 Wow…I love the poem “I Speak To a Nation,” it reminds me of one of the first two lines of one of my favourite songs (“Read All About It,” by Emeli Sande).

    I really liked these lines:

    “A mighty arm is broken
    in the walk to freedom”

    And this is my favourite part of the poem:

    “The motherland’s virginity
    is defiled by the thoughts
    of her own
    and her innocence is humiliated.”

    It depicts how a nation’s mentality affects it so much,and how that can be rectified by an artist (poet) who speaks to a nation…to the minds of the people.I really love it.I believe Ghana needs that urgently and I’m glad poetry is preparing to do that.

    And the following lines too were good:

    “Murderous rage burnt veins
    and killed the sparkle in the eyes”

    “Let the listening heart hear
    and the willing hand walk the dream”

    The just-above lines speak volumes;listening heart depicts more attention than a listening ear,a willing hand walk the dream depicts more action or industry.

    I believe this ought to enter my memory as one of the best poems I’ve read in 2013.
    Kudos,Kwabena 🙂

  2. August 3, 2013 at 11:29 am

    I’ve got another smile on my face 🙂

    I just read the second poem, “We Were No More”
    The message was apt.Once again,there are some very good lines:

    “Silence was our survival
    Tyrants have condomised our cognition”

    “Dreadful passions murdered our walk halfway”

    “Our tomorrow was robbed yesterday
    Faithful hearts were humiliated”

    “We searched self
    and we lost our identity

    Those voices were not ours
    we were no more”

    Wait…I think the last lines of your poem has inspired a concept in me to write a poem 🙂
    I’ve noted it down.I hope I’m able to complete it.

  3. August 5, 2013 at 6:44 pm

    Kwabena Agyare has already begun building the bridges I adore him.He is responsible for keeping us connected as Africans -Young and old have come together to bridge gaps in our to long separation. I have met many wonderful people of extraordinary talent through him, and as an elder I can say my life has truly been enriched. God’s blessing and Love is depicted in his work as well as his ability to draw people together and create lasting and meaningful relationships. Ase’- I am Mama Oladeji aka Vicki Acquah year 2013.

    • August 7, 2013 at 5:09 pm

      Wonderful Mama Oladeji 🙂

      By the way,my Nigerian name is Olumide Adeniji 😀

  4. August 7, 2013 at 4:42 pm

    i really enjoyed these lines,

    “The motherland’s virginity
    is defiled by the thoughts
    of her own
    and her innocence is humiliated.”

    big ups Bro

  5. August 7, 2013 at 5:09 pm

    Very true Dela,that line is powerful!

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