Poem Hunter
(1965 / Abor, Volta Region, Ghana)


who among us
have not planted a seed
hoping one day it will grow
and instead of that seed a flower will flourish
adorning adjourning fields of life

it is this hope that keeps our hopes alive
battling with the storm, surviving the whirlwinds
hoping dreams will flourish bit by bits
like dotted lilies adorning fields of our lives

our life as partners in love has just began
and we have to step up to the plate
together, we can achieve great things

do not be daunted or discouraged
neither be distressed to take moves
against that which brings sorrow, and disrepute
and leave a stigma on what we have

to end it all, our river of love is rising
rising with the tides and we must know the river is wide
to cross it, we will need one another's helping hand

in that lies the axiom, united we stand, divided we fall.

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