life – Edward Adonteng

From A Pavilion

Love, like death, affirms We speak again of heralds whose primary task must remain in the action of tearing shrouds silence. Let us embrace and reject it. what becomes of the one who finds comfort in silence or the one who avoids silence will they detest the one who was moulded by it? to mouldContinue reading “From A Pavilion”

Mister chairman, there be potholes in the road

mister chairman there be potholes on the road and we continue to fall in them. in which land of gold do you see rust? on our cars on our schools on our society on our people madam assemblywoman spare me your piety motorcades of panafrican discontent to shield us from motorcades of panafrican malcontent ofContinue reading “Mister chairman, there be potholes in the road”

If you forget to breathe in waking

I wake up in search of bliss and instead I’m cast in a cesspit of tasks of thoughts of things I wanna come off the ends bro Without securing a means to my end. if i end today is that a life well lived? does it quantify as a good ending? how many stars doContinue reading “If you forget to breathe in waking”

We should all be Polyglots: a discourse around humanity (to some extent)

My grandmother, Mary Ayikai Williams, was a polyglot. She never saw a day in education, yet she possessed an understanding unlike any other. She taught my mum and her siblings practically everything — you name it. Whether it’s homework — or if you’ve had my mother’s food before — culinary arts. My grandmother could speak English, AkanContinue reading “We should all be Polyglots: a discourse around humanity (to some extent)”

To Tash

Didn’t feel the heat from the sun Just the ice in my lungs. heart of the equator thought I’d see you later when I lost you Everything became secondary still hesitate to go cemetery I lost you in secondary and listen I stopped writing on my phone so when it blows it won’t take meContinue reading “To Tash”