Poetry

August 23, 2018 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Sandra Miller/UN photo

 

By

Ayouba Toure

 

 

 

Elegy to Kofi Annan

 

 

Thunder stormed, lightning stroked;

The sky wept for a while.

In the frustrated month—August,

An ere wet Saturday it was.

 

Scrolling through social media,

My electronic bride pronounced your loss.

Stupefied, in mid August;

An April fool’s day I thought it was.

A righteous source it came from—BBC;

Forced thru cracked walls, I had to believe.

By your loss I saw a mountain uprooted;

I saw creatures beneath the deepest ocean—swallowed sugary tears.

By your departure—doves and pigeons coo;

Over the outskirts of Africa, darkness overshadowed.

 

As the green forest echoed your departure,

Bewail its descendants grew.

As the wind screamed loudly its threnody,

Far beneath the horn of your home—Nightingales sang unsung elegies.

 

In search of a better world for us dark descendants,

In a world of our own—we’ll be called light and not dark;

I believe you left for a tour—like Mandela and others.

 

 

 

 

 

Heal The World

 

 

How must we heal this world—make it a better place for our children and our children’s children.

Shall we bear an ambulance—hurry the world to El Camino,

Or shall we take the world to Life Healthcare, South Africa.

 

At the outskirts of the world—Boko Haram, Al-Qaeda and ISIS.

The elephants now trumpet for there’s crisis,

The doves and pigeons coo for there’s hatred;

The root of all evils—make the world shitty

 

Pollution,

Segregation;

Injustice—baptised this innocent world.

The sweet blue water has faded;

filled with excrement.

The evergreen forest has crumbled.

 

In Africa, everyone has wrinkles;

Poverty is now the order of the day.

The Infants—are the adolescents;

The adolescents—are the adults.

For the bulk (poor) go thru daily starvation.

The bats screech—they foresee obscurity.

How are we to purge those lesions—making the world apt for us all.

 

 

 

 

 

Ayouba Toure

My name is Ayouba Toure, a Pan-Africanist from Liberia. I’m a practical Muslim with Mandingo being my ethnicity; I was born on February 20, 2003. I’m currently studying civil engineering at the university of Liberia. I’m an emerging poet, who writes base on the ills of the society.

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2 Comments

  1. Ayouba Toure August 23, at 08:32

    For sure bro... I believe he's taking a nap... Thanks for reading thru chief

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