Welcome my Princess! Oh Heavens,
For the queen of my heart
Is about to offer to nature
Her complete beauty of Africa,

Give her the Kente cloth
In its rich, natural and splendid array,
And offer her newborn feet with
The golden sandals and diamond beads,

Behold! There she descends from the
Unapproachable eternal flames of the sun,
With the divine firmament
Fizzling at her flammable tune,

See how the precious fragrant branches
Of the clouds covers her lovely feet,
For the clouds have gathered and there is
Nothing more to expect but the storm,

Oh yes, I have found a ****** woman,
The beauty among the daughters of great men,
Whose eyes are as brilliant as the star

And as delightful as a sugarcane;
Behold, her face is as bright as palm wine;
Her hair sleeps like a slender thread,
And her stature is as that of a pawpaw tree,

She is called Obaahemaa Kabutuwaa
And truly she is Rasses Kabutuwaa
Whose eyes are those of the faithful dove,

Truly, Kabutuwaa whose
Gods is like that of bees,
Slim, black and full of sweetness,

Truly, Kabutuwaa is obedient and wise,
Truly, Kabutuwaa for whom
All men felt love in their hearts!

Come! Oh my unveiled one,
And expose thy soft and loamy face,
For the nations shall seek and
Behold thy enviable eternal beauty,

Ah, the proud effeminate shadow of Africa,
Please show the angelic face of
Thy love to my perturbed soul,
For thou art an African ****** indeed.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

How beautiful is the
Rose flower of my heart,
She is more beautiful
Than the flowers in Aburi,

How beautiful is the
Mother of my heart,
She is a blessing to her family,
How beautiful is her

Dusky looking bark,
Her brave stands for justice
Like Yaa Asantewaa,
How beautiful are my lover’s lips,
Just like that of Frimpomaa,

How beautiful is the lady
Whose beauty Brightens
My heart like her words,
She flourishes like
Koforidua flowers,

How beautiful is the lady whose
Love can control my queer destiny,
She is like unto Nyarkowaa,

How beautiful is the convex hips of the
Lady who can make me go crazy,
She is like unto Adwoba,

How beautiful is the lady who can
Make me disobey my creator,
She is like unto Makeda,
How beautiful is the lady who has

The power to make me loose hope,
She is like unto Daehafi,
How beautiful is my blessed lover,
She is highly favoured like unto Sekina,

How beautiful is the queen of my heart,
She is reliable like unto Cleopatra,
How beautiful is my lover who causes

The will of the Gods to come to pass,
She is like unto the Timbuktu woman,
How beautiful is my lover,
She has faith like unto seed,

How beautiful is my butterfly,
Her love is stronger than tens
Of thousands of chariot
Descending from mountain Afajato,

How beautiful is the
Keeper of my heart,
She has the power to
Break my heart like Nefertiti,

How beautiful is the
Keeper of my love,
She is a mother of all

Generation like Ma’at,
How beautiful is my lover,
She is faithful like the air,

How beautiful my lover is,
She tastes like salt in my mouth,
How beautiful is my lover,

Her face turns me
On like a ripe mango,
How beautiful is my lover,

She has the power to make
Me do things against my will
Just like the seasonal rainfall,

How beautiful is my lover,
The secret to her love
And affection is still unknown,

How beautiful is my lover,
Her desires are subject to her lover’s
Whims and caprices,

How beautiful is my lover,
She sees her lover as
The head of the house,

How beautiful is my lover,
How glories are her
Feet upon my lap,

How beautiful is my lover,
She is as clean as the cat,
How beautiful is my lover,

She is as important
To me as myself,
How beautiful my lover is,
She is the pride of my life,

How beautiful is my lover,
She is as wise as the aunt,
How beautiful is my lover,

She is the guardian of my love,
How beautiful is my lover,
She has honour and respect like Isis,

How beautiful is Kabutuwaa,
She is all that I can boast of,
How beautiful and

Sweet is Obaahemaa,
She is the only lady
I was born to love,
For she is my
Koforidua flowers indeed.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

Thou art beautiful, Kabutuwaa,
Thou art very beautiful indeed,
See how thy skin colour
Portrays the true beauty of Mama Africa,

Thou art the darkness that gave birth
To light on the day of creation,
Thy humble character inspires
Thy divinely given blackness,

She is the beauty that every precious
Hook seeks to lay the hands on,
Yes, she is the greatest beauty
That nature has ever invested in,

She is the only moon that brightens
The boiling sun in my village,
Obaahemaa is in fact the barrier
Between tomorrow and the down,

Even though she is at the
Other side of the moon,
The drummer shall continue
Beating in deep silence,

If she hears the beating
Of his heart and she is willing,
She shall surely run towards home,

Let all the market women
Come along with their logbooks,
And enjoy the flooding fire,

Let the drums and the rich
Resonant voices Of Okyeman
Put their hands and throats to play,

Alert the slave master
Of this montage occasion,
For the true taste of the

Sacred calico has grown dim
And the echoes of the drizzling rain
Have erupted the volcanic mountains,

Her name is Yaa Kabutuwaa,
Born on a beautiful Thursday morning,
Offer my darling with the seasonal cloth

In its rich natural taste and sight,
For nature has nothing to gain
Except romantic visions and dreams,

Look up!
There she stands on her slender legs
In the middle of the blazing sun,
Spreading her lovely wings over my loneliness,

Call her by her name!
Sit her down!
Sing to her the secret bee’s song of love
To cool down her thirsty heart,

But if my true shining beauty
Will agree, give her a place in
My heart to sleep this night.

© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

The fingerprint of life
Sounded very good,
And the flash of death
Appeared very dim,

Yet the sparrow led me
To the mighty stream
That has no source,

Yes, the appearance of the
Stream was very good,
Yet she came around
With her immaculate ***,

Yes, she was in a flabby
Kente cloth which looked very dense,
Yet she came around
With her pleasant beacon,

Ah, look again,
This mighty tree has no roots
The shadow that can quench
The darts of the true enemy,
Has created a new wave of love,

See how I have grown to read
Between her apron white teeth,
For her bark looked black,
Because white was not yet beautiful,

This story must be told,
Oh yes, she must be known
By the ancestors and the Gods,
She is indeed the true
Likeness and image of Kabutuwaa,

Stir straight down the valley
And observe how beautiful
Her emperor Majesty of Ethiopia is,

Indeed, Montewab , She that bears
The eternal edible fruits of Africa
Is the fir of life,

Now that I have found
Empress Berhan Mogasa,
I am assuaged to rain against drought.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

The ivory of the egotistical lily,

The morning hymn of the pious jenny,

The dazzling ebony African beauty,

The sweet spice that seasons my honey,

Rain thy glaring love once again

Upon my careless dispirited pride,

As I rain these tender tears

Upon this stagnant dry land,



I have tasted thy venial venom

With seasonal ache and repentance,

Now, purge my narrow breath of life

From this wicked roaring hunter

Who fire’s at my forlorn nights,

Do not preserve this deficit of mine

For our innocent image,

Lest the gods of the City of the Dead

Keep close to our naked hut,



Calibrate my disobedience with thy soft wind,

And let not thy fierce storm approach,

Resurrect my muscles from the grave

And cover my bones with the flesh of thy kisses,

Open thy wonderful cataract to stream

From thy tongue into my barren bones,

And seal my cockcrow and thy twilight

In the clouds of thy slender cotton wool,



Come, oh my dear Kabutuwaa,

Come and visit my farm this bedtime

And let us **** the blazing stars mutually,

Set free the promising arrow of my daylight

And the pretty bow of thy nightfall

Via the thick murkiness of this gulf,

Allow me to crawl up thy tree of life

And taste of its couple peach anew,

For my craving lips longs for thy

Indispensable eternal ******.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

Thou art beautiful, Kabutuwaa,
Thou art very beautiful indeed,
See how thy skin colour
Portrays the true beauty of Mama Africa,

Thou art the darkness that gave birth
To light on the day of creation,
Thy humble character inspires
Thy divinely given blackness,

She is the beauty that every precious
Hook seeks to lay the hands on,
Yes, she is the greatest beauty
That nature has ever invested in,

She is the only moon that brightens
The boiling sun in my village,
Obaahemaa is in fact the barrier
Between tomorrow and the down,

Even though she is at the
Other side of the moon,
The drummer shall continue
Beating in deep silence,

If she hears the beating
Of his heart and she is willing,
She shall surely run towards home,

Let all the market women
Come along with their logbooks,
And enjoy the flooding fire,

Let the drums and the rich
Resonant voices Of Okyeman
Put their hands and throats to play,

Alert the slave master
Of this montage occasion,
For the true taste of the

Sacred calico has grown dim
And the echoes of the drizzling rain
Have erupted the volcanic mountains,

Her name is Yaa Kabutuwaa,
Born on a beautiful Thursday morning,
Offer my darling with the seasonal cloth

In its rich natural taste and sight,
For nature has nothing to gain
Except romantic visions and dreams,

Look up!
There she stands on her slender legs
In the middle of the blazing sun,
Spreading her lovely wings over my loneliness,

Call her by her name!
Sit her down!
Sing to her the secret bee’s song of love
To cool down her thirsty heart,

But if my true shining beauty
Will agree, give her a place in
My heart to sleep this night.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com

My dear kabutuwaa,
A true beauty called Yaa,
The wonderful wave
That noise can pay,

The beautiful cave
That voice can say,
It was thee that pave
The dove’s way
To save my love’s ray,

Now, portray
Thy loving ice
So I can pray
For thy living justice

Grab the date
Of my love star
And let my crab mate
Thy love nectar.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com