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THE RISEN HEADS

We know ourselves for long, since ages
A time we spent in a small kiosk as bar boys, in the weekdays
A time we spent processing fish in the odd days
A time we spent tossing tops hunted from *Tanu
Oh yeah, happy old days, formulating our dreams

We have a dream and dare live to it
Its true we change not in a day but overnight
That we called a miracle, but alas unclear and forgotten
The secrets and sufferings behind the curtains
The struggles for the new phases of faces

How the cogs of the mill chugs upon the flesh
sleepless nights for the dream
Empty stomachs just to save a dime
Long long walks away from home
I forsake the love of a family for it

It was like a trash beyond the debris of a torrent
Landed where it pleases, good or bad to be
This day I have the meaning......
Now, you shall define molecules to me
Now, I shall explain arts and meaning of poetry, if to recite this.

Dedicaded to Dr. Godwin Dogbevia. PhD (Molecular Biology)
(c) Lamptey Godson K. 30 th Nov. 2011

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