Rediscovering on revising Myself, Myself and I.
One's self-worth, One's real self on this
Rediscovery of this condition of one's ambition,
objectives, how did one go astray?
Mislead on this road again, Rediscovery to torturous,
numerous detours, different people's faces,
places, plots, and twists.
One's faith, and patience are often tested, and optimistic
one will pull the correct card-faced down; The unknown
of one's destiny, A mystery often scattered remnants
repeatedly scattered, and intertwined like a maze, is
Is it a recurring dream? that leads one to rediscover
this road called self-love, self-respect knowing you
are worthy of rediscoveries.
TRACES...
A faint footstep left behind since my birth
And a thousand years later, I found so clear
A burning vision from the flames of wailing hearts
A drum-beat, a bull-horn sound, a clap
A music of realities dorn, this hour...
... somewhere this day...
I live to see it clear, my footsteps; so clear
From within the mirages I foresee a future
So my hearts' wish now is the sun's dawn
So I sing the lost rythm "Hail Thee Son's Afrikana"
At long last! oh what a day....
For the sun's blesses upon my heard
Times' testimony to my thirsts
For what we lost long ago, wailing as losts......
Traces of our footsteps yonder the dark clouds
Today is a merry day
For traces recoverred
For ideas emancipated
For the shackles clang of freedom
Worthy for none than the stocks* liberated now.
Human conciousness, human liberation
Spiritual Rediscoveries, soul cleansing
Races fostering bonds, lands-boundaries collapses
Hungers eradication, lives elongation
When the accordions laugh, as the twilights blazes.
(c) Lamptey Godson K. 2012
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