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Jacob Owusu Sarfo Poem
W omen are priceless treasures only mined with the loveliest tool of a caring heart
O ptimism is defined in their ingenuity with a worth irreplaceable as life
M en becomes helpless babes without cleaving to them in their lonely life journeys
E arth becomes lifeless without their wombs bearing fruit
N eed is no necessity without their hands’ industry of excellence
A ngels they are but without wings
R evolutionary to the core but lenient in their touch
E motions best dictionary the world has ever discovered
P ain is told and subdued by them even in the pangs of childbirth
R est is ensured by them even in times of terror
I deas are not only dreams to these treasures as they turn houses into homes
C hildren are sheltered in them for nine months without paying any rent or utilities
E nthusiastic of a kite flying against the tide is their vision for distinction
L oyalty is their hallmark as their fragility is ruined with their lovers’ betrayal
E ndless is their love when respected and refined with tender loving care
S easoned in their preserved taste, a blend of sugar and salt
S ervice is their trounce against society’s challenges
T alented to cook in the kitchen and rule in government
R iches are discovered only by the wise
E xperienced in the times and seasons of life
A spiring to the horizon with hopes that can touch the seat of God
S ensitive to perceive a needle fall or ticking clock
U nderstandable to the desires of crying of babies or the kisses of fathers
R eachable notwithstanding distance or difficulty
E ducators in their natural state, turning crawling babies into running heroes
S pecial in their makeup, priceless as treasures
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Jacob Owusu Sarfo Poem
As a stranger I met you
Pure and gentle was your appearance
You spoke a touch without words
A breeze so pure like light
As I listened with my eyes
I smelled the taste of beauty beyond honey
What a feeling?
An emotion lost within expressions?
This is an experience of Heaven's true Agape
Oh! what an experience for a lost stranger to share
A beauty whose light can't be gazed?
A gift only for the poor in spirit
Your touch, so perfect to the broken
Yes your name is Love
Your nature is perfect in quality and in glory
Yes! Eden's first language
You're that truth I can't hide
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In a thunder of braveness
A lightening strikes with love
My dreams arises into the sky with the African sun
Hoping to set on the African soil
In tears I cry
For the fight against self I see among Africans
A lost of touch with self I believe
The abuse of power and systems I conceive
My prayer to the lost I offer
In a moment of strength I posses
An undying faith in God within a timeless race
The truth shall stand on our soils
The rainbows of hope and prosperity
glows from each African smile
In a race of Black strong willed generations
Willing to fight for freedom until all is free
My sense of the Nkrumah's and
Mandela's inflamed with a beat of the African drum
Beating forever the melodies of peace to the troubled
In the colors of Africa
The might within the weak is revealed
Red blood in our veins, yellowish gold in our soils
As the wealth in oil and diamonds multiply
I pray for the sun of love and peace to shine in our hearts
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Jacob Owusu Sarfo Poem
Everything in life has a price
Someone must always pay
Life begins and ends with a price
If someone doesn't, you must somehow pay
If you don't, who must then pay?
You're earning income because you had to pay
You're enjoying pleasure because you had to pay
You're being punished because you had to pay
You're called a lover because you had to pay
You're seen as a friend because you had to pay
You're on earth because a man and a woman had to pay
you're secured because the security had to pay
You're eating because the farmer had to pay
You're reading this poem because the poet had to pay
You're hopeful after death because God had to pay
We enjoy free lunch now because someone before us paid the price
We are independent now because someone before us paid the price
We are healthy now because someone before us paid the price
We are here paying once again because someone before us paid the price
We can't refus to pay because someone before us paid the price
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Jacob Owusu Sarfo Poem
What can I say?...
A poem... Some words... more than statements I desire
Like a longing of something you don't even know
Having a feeling of hunger but not for what is not food
The feeling of young lovers saying a goodbye they never meant to bid.
A wish of a day that meant so much to our hearts!
What can I say?... I guess if I may ask...
what can you expect as the candid guesses of a novice poet?
I'm trying my best although trying might not be too impressive on a day of birth as time with eternity!
A flying kite my dear is without season!
A never ending excellent soars without fears
A best companion you are without a debt of love
A never leaving Soul in a barren friendship until it lives and bears fruit
What can I say?...
She is nice, neat and needful
A worshiper who became Worship through worshipping
A minister who ministered to many to become a ministry to God
A birthday wish... a song... a prayer... a heart... to Christ... her sacrifice...her day to be
celebrate with passion
I know what to say, not with words but with a heart
Happy birthday my dear!
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Jacob Owusu Sarfo Poem
My phone changed me and my world
My phone carries my world
My phone is now my world
Our world is changing because of our phones
Our phones are making our world heartless
Our heartless world is building more phones
I looked around for help and they looked at their phones to capture a memory.
I sought for the taste of "humanness" and only an emoji was available.
I searched for the "Me" inside and found a phone dependent personality who had been changed.
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Oh how frail is the life of mortals
Look at how our tongue treasures the taste of food
Without oxygen we die
We live only, but for a season
I've seen demagogues rising and falling
History hasn't been fair to their very great powers
In our virtues, our pride light our vices
What an emptiness life's possessions can turn
See how our desires hook us like fish bones
Into doom we gleam depressed
Until we see our fragility as mortals
True repentance is just but a dream
I've seen the Light I believe
The truth of God who lived as man
His sacrifice made me free but priceless
To give life in eternity to those who believe
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Give me the horn to blow
The shores of sand and sun
While the birds sing and fly
The children run and jump
Give me the net to fish
The seas of the brave
While the canoes hoist their flags
The men drag their nets
Give me the tune for the African melody
The smoke of the fire are here
While the women prepare the catch
The family gathers by the fire side
Give me the coasts of Africa
The entrance of the love
While the mighty still stands
The people will mend the nets of peace
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For a moment I heard a voice, no a Word I felt
This was the light, Truth and the only Way to Home and Eternity
Like a feeling I can’t fully express, an emotion overwhelming my feeble heart
A hunger for what is not food, a thirst for what was not a drink
A bond which goes beyond that of a mother and her baby
A belief which is more than what natural reasoning can fully comprehend
I saw it, I felt it, I touched it, and yes I did but only through faith made it so tangible
It was Agape Love, the Father’s Love now shown through the Son by the Holy Spirit
For a moment I wondered what a mystery to be revealed
What mattered most to me, had changed
All my earthly treasures and gains had become loses as I got into this presence of love
In it I saw a Glorious Lion changed into a poor indebted Lamb to be sacrificed
In it I saw a Sinless King changed into a sinful slave to pay for a lost world
In my tears I thought that was all, but no
I couldn’t fully comprehend with all the saints until I got to Calvary where His cross stood
I could only imagine, what a width, length, depth and height this love can be
Death couldn’t hold Him captive, this love defined His divinity
It transformed conforming sinners into holy priests and lost slaves into chosen heirs of God
It was Agape Love, the Father’s Love now shown through the Son by the Holy Spirit
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Why do you stray o' fairest soul
Your lover seeks for your heart
Words aren't enough sometimes for the broken
The road is too lonely to wonder
The ear desires the sweetest tune
How long will you stray to find home
Is His hand to far to reach?
The bee won't miss its comb
Do the wanderer have no time for love?
Rest He craves for you in His bosom
A wonder it might seem when far from rest
Jesus calls now, come home
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