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The season of beauty Has finally come to stay, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Never has nature begotten Such a pure sense of An African beauty, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Questioning thy true beauty Has placed me on the known, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Show me all That thou can, So I can perceive And conceive thy True seasonal countenance, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Oh no, the days of My love life is Blinking on a fast Lane for thy taste, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Is the length of my Dying days untamable by Thy faithful jewels? But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Ah! The glorious sensitivity in The moon-like eyeballs Of thee, has imprisoned My reasoning power, But he wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ I hope thou may fall On my waiting lips, Though I cannot have thee, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, My heart is bleeding in pain, For posterity may not live to Behold thy true beauty, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ I do remember thy Precious name very well, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Accepting the sophistry Of thy symbolic hips Under the Kente cloth Has been an axiom, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Now I know, that The echoes of the Gods Do not tremble Over thy beauty alone, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Achimota’. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 6:51 AM UTC
ACHIMOTA, DON'T MENTION NAMES
The season of beauty Has finally come to stay, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Never has nature begotten Such a pure sense of An African beauty, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Questioning thy true beauty Has placed me on the known, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Show me all That thou can, So I can perceive And conceive thy True seasonal countenance, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Oh no, the days of My love life is Blinking on a fast Lane for thy taste, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, Is the length of my Dying days untamable by Thy faithful jewels? But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Ah! The glorious sensitivity in The moon-like eyeballs Of thee, has imprisoned My reasoning power, But he wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ I hope thou may fall On my waiting lips, Though I cannot have thee, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’, My heart is bleeding in pain, For posterity may not live to Behold thy true beauty, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ I do remember thy Precious name very well, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Accepting the sophistry Of thy symbolic hips Under the Kente cloth Has been an axiom, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Don’t mention names’ Now I know, that The echoes of the Gods Do not tremble Over thy beauty alone, But the wise sparrow Said to me, ‘Achimota’. © PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI Email: [email protected]
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 6:51 AM UTC
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