We Are No More

By Vicki Acquah on Thursday, April 18, 2013 
Prince Kennedy & Oladeji Vicki Acquah

Disappeared
We- are gone
diluted into oblivion
we have nothing left but our footprints
The handwriting is no longer on the wall
The noses are broken off 
we are no longer us
Obscurely written out of
life's script, no future roles to play. 

The primitive man and all modern 
day caveman - and sand men have
forgotten the people of the soil-and 
the trees and the water and the mountains
women behaving _nonchalantly___ 
as they watch -us being erased;
Written out of history.

What is left of us
we who write poetry 
that does not impress wealth,
they eat, we die -- they drink
we go thirsty, they make 
merry with their Dirty sex;
While we imitate our exterminators.
we disappear with 
broken noses and borrowed hair 
We are no more.

Our costumes died
then our children
with no past and no future
we are no more~~~~

Now that we are being
created by our scribes;
penned down ages before we could 
realize that our solemn but
equivocal art, superimposed
with fervent sentences bore 
more intonations & meanings
than maidenly sought;
We lie within our meditative silences.
Reminiscing the helter,skelter and
dither, through which our stories
were told in words.

While the strokes by our quills
fade & shiver to sheer posterity 
but eventful mileages;
We beseech this forthcoming generation
To voice out in unison the 
unfinished phrases, but clauses
yet again.We are now no more.

Although there were a few scattered 
prospects yet to be achieved;
we lie abed not asunder,
With no regret or fear or whatsoever
We are no more.
Only in fiction shall we meet
To play our parts with unsung aptitude.
As our styles are pursued;
Until then, we are no more.

As life still beckons on
with trajectories being preached
but sold,We pray you, this age
that celerity & glee fuel your 
palms but gumption's with
deepened emotions & thinking caps.

As the die is cast,
Till the results are known;
We are now no more!

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