Over The Edge

Me: no matter what I say tonight, don't fall for me. The labyrinth of love is so hard to escape. I'm enjoying this friendship and don't think love can make it any better. I wish it can stay this way forever, just friends. Help me not to make u fall for me.

Her: (smiles) what if what you say hits my heart so hard? What if you look deep in ma spirit and say what ma soul yearns to hear? What if, just what if you say what would make my heart trembles? I can't stand it if that happens. Tonight, Dear friend, let's not make any promises cos it's not up to our will for us not to fall in love. If love choses us tonight dear joe, what else can we say save aye?

The Kiss

Under this open skies
let our first kiss be shed.
Let's make the heavens
Witness to this day.
How divine it is to stand
In the middle of the whirlwind
While my lips pegs at yours for the first time.
I know the gods stand in awe
As they witness love in its purest form.
This kiss starts and all my heart could do
Is wander in love and its glory and perfection
Ohemaa, this is the day for our hearts
This is the day we prove to the gods
There's still love left among men
Let's just kiss…kiss slowly

The Beauty of Hope

"And in the twilight of our live we look to find the way
To tell us if the path we chose was the best and finest paved.
And when the darkness comes we see the twinkling of the stars.
We know that our journey here was short, and yet still very far.
But life is full of puzzles, enigmas, and mazes of human thought,
Yet the beauty of the life we've led was paid for with the tears of hope we brought."
-Pasty Dunbar

Somewhere in June last year, I was standing by the road side waiting for traffic to subside so I could cross the road to the other side. From no where, all I could hear was this loud boooom! The next scene I saw was a gentle man in his mid thirties lying lifeless on the ground in a pool of blood; he's been knocked down by a car! As the horror of the scenes keep flashing my busy imagination, a question triggered; "who's waiting for this man? Who's this heart that's going to bear the disappointment of a love who never came back? I quietly left the scene with those questions ringing loud on my mind.

We all know someday this life would be knackered but we've never stopped dreaming with hopes in our hearts. We leave home and promise our kids and spouse that we would return when the sun sets. We make it look like a guarantee. So when the sun starts tracing its root back to its coil, lovers and friends gather and look yonder for the approach of lovers gone.

Life can end anywhere and anyway. Everything we say or do here on earth is as evanescence as a baby's breath. Hope has always tricked us to take our lives for granted. We know when we sleep we'll wake up, we know when leave out we'll come back. We know when we travel we'll come back. It's almost as certain as the sun would appear tomorrow but hey, it's not always like that.

 Let's take time and treasure each moment as if it were the end. Assure your family and friends with your love. Let them know today how much you treasure them so you won't leave with words unspoken. Each day must be lived so we may live all the days of our lives.

A Poet's Dream

You try to see what's in this heart
I guess you figure it out what makes me say the things I say
This is where dreams belong
A temple in my heart where love resides
It springs volume of unsung songs to the lips of the mute
This imagination weaves the dream of the poet
So divine, so true what really happens in a poet's dreams
It's like finding shelter in natures' fragrance
Where all worries die and never to resurrect
Isn't it beauty, or it's sheer magic that rests in the heart of the poet
You see rainfall, I see little drops of magic
Washing ashore the stress of this life
This is what makes the dream of the poet
A wall of steel built around the beauty of imagination

Comes The Dawn

It was April 17th, 2010. I was going through the hardest heart break probably this heart would ever endure. It was not easy for me. I was very lonely, there was nobody I could share my story with so all I could do was to surrender to the pain and venom of my loneliness and hoping along the way, a light would shine to disperse the darkness on my heart.

Thirteenth day into my plight, I came across this poem; "Comes The Dawn" by Veronica Shoffstall. What a life changer it was to me! After reading the poem over and over again, I begun to realize as Kahlil Gibran said; "Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself, but if we love and must have desires, then our desires should be to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness.To be wounded by our own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving, to rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy, to return home at eventide with gratitude, and then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in our heart and a song of praise upon your lips."

Read the poem and enjoy it too;

"After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn...
That even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure... That you really are strong And you really do have worth... And you learn and learn... With every good-bye you learn."

Yes! We Too Can Fly

Back in the years when I was just a little boy living with my grandmum, I once observed a bird hovering so up in the sky. I thought to myself "what makes these creatures fly up so high?" with this question lingering on my mind, I ran to grandmum and asked "can humans ever learn to fly this (pointing to the bird in the sky) high?" With a mixture of amazement and humour in her eyes, she answered "no, humans are not made for flight. Birds can cos nature made them to fly, humans can't ever fly cos nature gave us no wings to sustain us up there."

This is the greatest lie my grandmum ever told me. Yes! we too can fly. Even without wings, we too can fly up to the heavens and touch the very sole of the almighty. What happens often is that, we place limitations on everything we can do as humans thereby ignoring the magic placed in our heart to move mountains and to order the oceans to calmly settle on it's track. Unconsciously, we've placed our will and zeal to achieve greater life in a cage and conforming to the confinement of our psychological cage. No bird can ever soar beyond the ceiling of its cage, unless it can struggle and break free from its shackles. What do we see when we close our eyes, the stars or the mud?

Our problems and challenges as humans are endless. We had problems yesterday so we'll have them today too. All we can do is to believe in the power of our minds. "our problems" said president J.F.Kennedy, "are man-made, therefore, they can be solved by man. And man can be as big as he wants. No problem of human destiny is beyond the reach of human beings. Man's reason and spirit have often resolved the seemingly unsolvable." We don't have to rest on our limitations, we have to believe in the power of self and strife to become whatever our mind could imaging.

Once a bird's egg got mixed up with the eggs of a chicken. Somedays later, the eggs got hatched. The bird mingled with the chickens as if it was also a chicken. One day, the mother chick called the bird and said; "look up there, that's where u belong. You don't belong with us, you're a bird so learn to be one." you can imaging the amazement in the eyes of the young bird when it heard that. Days later, it started to learn how to fly. Several days later, all it could do is to fly some inches up and fall flat on the ground. It turn to the mother chick with a failed heart and said "is it possible?" the mum replied; "yes it is, those who reach for the skies might not land on the moon but their feet at least gets off the ground." the desire of the young bird was spurred on with this speech. Season after season it practiced to fly. One day, all it took was just a flap of its wings and the young bird was up there in the sky. You could imaging it's joy that very moment.

So are our lives too. We too can fly and compete with the eagles if only we can give it a go. If only risk will mean an opportunity to us, we will make the heavens our domain and the earth, our playing grounds. "our life" said Lord Morley, "is a great and noble calling, not a mean and grovelling thing to be shuffled through anyhow; it is lofty and exalted destiny." Come on dear friend, just spread your wings and fly away, for up there in the heavens is suppose to be our abode. We belong right there...

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The Hallowed Spot of the Mountain Top

On the 3rd April, 1968, in Mason Temple, Memphis, Tennessee, Martin Luther King Jr. delivered a speech which would later be the last speech of his life; "I've been to the Mountain Top" was the title of his speech that day. Anytime I listen to this speech, I ask myself "is there going to be a time where a Ghanaian leader would have the chance to stand on this mountain top, to observe a panoramic view of human political history?" the answer that keeps echoing in my head is "yes, they would stand on the mountain top but they would close their eyes to all the beauty and richness of human history and return with lies and acrimony towards their political opponent."

 This is a country where our leaders are well endowed with academic prowess, yet anytime they speak, their mouth runs on the path of lies, treachery and venom for their opponent. As if that's not enough trouble, there are other people who have made it their job to defend whatever thrash our leaders throw around. They make lies look like a scripture quotation. Fellow Ghanaians, we live in a very difficult times, times where the wheels of fortunes and prosperity have been steered to oblivion by our political leaders and as citizens, we've been left to struggle for the little remains that fall from the dinning tables of our political 'oppressors'. Ghana needs open minded people especially the youth, to rally against such leaders. It's not about our political tags. It's about the future of our nation. The future God has entrusted into our hands. Every nation has it's own problems, and the ability to solve such problems rightly is salvation.

We need salvation now! Forget about where you tow on the political line and let's come together to build and to sustain our nation. Like Dr. King said in his speech "when it is dark enough can you see the stars". Let's be the shinning galaxy of stars in this dark moment of our political history, so in the end, like all fairytales end, our ever after would be as happy and glorious as we intend it to be. Ghana should win, and it would only win when we have youth who have clean political conscience and are ready to stand for something, something bigger than one's self. I hope somebody is listening because I've been to the hallowed spot of the mountain top, and "have seen the glory of the cometh of the lord"


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