Kwabena 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