Words, words and words
That tell their fraustration
That show their struggle with reality
That seek to veil the truth
Their words
Words, words and word
That reveal their denials
of the relaity of the time
That cloud reality
And unveil false but accepted perceptions
Their words
Their words shame them
Their words betray them
Their words show their delusion
Their words judge them
Listen, they are their words
They lied with words
Killed with words
They fed us words
Taught us words
Their words
Now their delusions are their words
Their doom their words
Their words
06/02/2001
Poetry is the expression of the soul, The voice of the reflective mind, The sigh of the voiceless one, The Litany of the thoughtful, And the store of boundless wisdom.
Me
About Me
- Yawa Asafo
- Lover of poems and a poet. If we can all listen well enough, we can hear the silent songs of the soul pouring out to charm our fears away each day. My songs are the poems I write. Enjoy them.
My Shelfari Bookshelf
My Other Blogs
Great Poems
- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
- Phenomenal Woman
- Still I Rise
- The Road Not Taken
- Their Behavior - Dennis Brutus
Favourite Poets
- Wole Soyinka
- Sara Teasdale
- Robert Frost
- Maya Angelou
- Kojo
- Dennis Brutus
- Chinua Achebe
- Awoonor William
This Page
- These are the reflections of one of the daughters of nature, lucky to be born in this age and time. A time of stress, tension and worries but out of which was born these words of mine. I ponder over them always and therein find laughter, strength to go on and the zeal to perservere no matter what. I dedicate these to My Mother, my late sister Sylvia, another Sylvia(Legonite friend) and Carol.
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