In Gratitude - Ekow Yankey


however brief the lightning flashed
amidst thundering drums and rioting cymbals and
stirring chants of joy and defiance
It was sufficient for us to see
beneath the dust and bird droppings on discarded treasures
these ancestral dwellings still harbouring unbroken souls
and their eternal presence transcending the deluge
of hatred and violence
unleashed by the marauding angels of satan
in their daily assault on our heritage

There are cravings in our souls
neither gloss nor floss can erase
It is who we are.
A vision far above
the depths of bitter memories of theft, abuse, denial,
rejection, adulteration and countless
other abominations they inflict, those who seek in vain
to deny us freedom and dignity.

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