SHE IS “ME”

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She’s nice
She’s cold
She’s heaven
She’s hell
She’s strength
She’s weakness
She’s light
She’s dark
She’s ruthless
She’s ME

~ DOD ~ 12/10/18

Funny

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Funny how I never crossed your mind
When you made me lose mine

Funny how you looked at me and saw my faults
When I saw beauty in you

Funny how my life didn’t matter to you
When all I could do was to make you smile

Funny how you left me cold
When I had nowhere to go

Funny how you spoke to me in words
When I responded with feelings

Funny how you couldn’t wait
When I tried fixing myself

Funny how you put your energy to let go
When I put mine to make it work

Funny how I never feel anymore
When it still hurts

~DOD~ 3/11/18

WICKED ANT

The Ant that bit my testicles,
showed no mercies…
How do you use your mandibles
On a man’s weakness
In his own home
On his own bed

©Derrick Ofori Donkor (29/04/2019 – 2:43am)

REMEMBER

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*Remember*

Remember the pains of yesterday and the pleasure of today
The gory of my soul and the delight of my vulva
The weak has no story to tell and the strength lies in the narration.

Remember the fruit that I bit and the knowledge that was shared
The world that was destroyed and the nine months I used to build

Remember the great whore I am with the kings and the white blood of the saints I waste
Cast me not among your filtering den, I give life

For each pain you give, remember one thing through every dark night
You see me as empty, I mastered you in me,
I made you…

*Remember*

(c) Derrick Ofori Donkor – 7/9/19

fear of uncertainty

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Eerie souls and lives so scary
Running around in circles
Getting weary and teary
Like scurry of squirrels
Towering into a field so airy
Where lay traps of shackles
Change is scary
Like state of raised hackles
Do we ignore and make merry
Like the free spirits of grackles
Fear not, every Tom, dick and harry
Untack and put away life of it saddles~ DOD ~ 13/10/18

Painfully sweet

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I touched
I felt
It’s Great
It’s pain
It burned
I learned

DOD ~

DOD ~ 5/10/18

TONIGHT IS MINE

 

I have the wine 
You have the time 
It's a seductive night 
Twinkle in the little stars 
Hush the children to sleep 
This night is mine

The roses are fine 
Will you follow me up
For the moon shines so bright 
The skies smile at us
For my thoughts are deep
And will be waking up at nine

The eyes give its sign
Just nod to my mime
Entangled in this love fight
Leaving unnecessary scars 
For in Joy I'll sleep
Cos love is sweeter than wine


(C) Derrick Ofori Donkor - 23/11/16

 

 

THE “POWER” OF THE GREEN BOTTLE.

The “power” of a man is he who has seen inside a green bottle

Through its prowess, we have seen many a great ‘model’

Get your respect, YES, Your “RESPECT” from your inlaws,

look no further beyond this great bottle.

Imagine their faces and gestures as your mouth rattles

Is it not written, “woe to thee, ye heroes of the wine bottle”?

 

“Keka bi kyere wa’si” (speak ‘your mind’ to your father inlaw)

Yes, the only moment you feel the man and be the law

Never back down, the only drink that needs no straw

Pleasing to the gods, ahh who do I curse as I pour on the floor?

Stand firm, no shaking, as alert as Captain Claw

 

Be the man you’ve always wanted to be, let your eyes shine

“Brave and fearless when it comes to mixing of wine”

For it’s only in the Green bottle that life is redefined

Fufu and the green bottle, the stomach delights as they intertwine

Men are made pregnant, adding to the wonders of the world to nine

 

Only the ‘brave’ count the bottles in the day

How happy “Aunty Ama” is, when the sun blocks her way

They say it has led many astray

Yet only few have disobeyed its strong taste on a tray

The “pleasures” of life rest on the bottle of green today.

One cannot just underestimate the power of Green Bottle and just get away.

 

(c) Derrick Ofori Donkor – 6th Nov. 2016

 

 

 

 

 

Yes I Lived!!

Scanty are the days ahead
Why do we live on a measuring tape?
Ambitiously outgrown our age
Fun is chimera of our generation
Quick to do all things for nothing
How the worlds have fallen apart

Sweat of anxiety that we’ve bled
Are we not ashamed of this miserable life that we can’t escape?
Freedom only defined in the cage
Yet we pray Lord deliver us from every temptation.
Certificate inflation with no loving
Oh how we love with no heart

(c) Derrick Ofori Donkor – 31/10/16

SOUND OF MY HEART

Sweet words of sound words

A calming heart to the anger of a child

Seen yet not known

How my words play in the ears of a child and not to be blown

If only I could keep quiet

For the child to hear her sound

Not to shout at the waves of life

But to dance to the music of life

But not all words are sweet

Not all sounds are clear

How could our baby hear the words of the wise?

How could she dance to the music for the price?

I will play the harp of psalms to my Queen

She will teach the child to sing

For this troubled world to lay,

Manger is the best place to stay

(c) Derrick Ofori Donkor – 27/10/2016