Whisperings

         Of time squandered

         Opportunities not grasped

         Of the indifference of friends

         The betrayal of family

         Love gone awry. 

         From the edge of things comes whispering too

         Crushing humiliation

         Nurturing new seeds of time

         Of new comrades

         Indifferent to pettiness

`       Carrying the hope of a people yet to be

         Singing a new beatitude

         Of the resurrection of all people wherever forever.

                    Composed in Cape Coast, November 8, 2020

 

 2.     Out here the flora scent is overpowering,

        All opposition becalmed

        By beauty so complete,

        So sweet.

        As the dark clouds gallop by at dawn

        And the sun unfolds in her grandeur

        So your presence dispels doubts

        And instills certainty

        That this too is forever. 

 

        For in you I see a rhythm of time

        Indifferent to woes that so easily eclipse hope.

        In you I see a cadence of sensuous glow

        That bespeaks of calm assurance

        That calls forth a new algorithm of hope—

 

        Our progeny indifferent to tribe

        That base instinct of the herd

        Indifferent to Religion

        Sanctuary for duplicity;

        Indifferent to Temples

        Epitomes of conceit.

        Only the pure heart

        shall Proclaims

        Love

        Hope

        Redemption. 

            Cape Coast, Nov 8, 2020