That Smile...

Me

Through the still waters of the Ankobra

Through the rushing ambience of the Weija lake

Through the colours of the streaming wind

Through the impossible...

I will be your Adomi bridge

I will stand through the rain

And through the lip cracking alabata

For you I will let the heaviest truckload of Sisala charcoal pass over me

I will be the bridge of our hearts...

A stockpile of red bricks

Bags of Dangote cement

Banku to please the community behind my belly button

I will build a red wall around me

So my thoughts will dwell on you only

I will kiss your feet

And caress your hair

I will place my ear on your tummy

To hear the rumble of the brawl beneath

I will kiss your forehead

Just to see you smile

A mile through the sand dunes of Amasaman

A dive into the abandoned stone quarries of Bulemin

A leisure dip into the Korle lagoon

Fishing in the stomach of my hungry cat

For you I will milk all the cattle in the Fouta Djallon

And make you a river of sweetness...

I am meaningless without you...

Even if I lived at Nima

And commuted via the rusty CMB-Mamobi buses

You would still love me

I know because I see it in your eyes

So when I make it to my Trassaco home

It will be you and you in my range rover

And me in your heart...

I know little of you

As I can’t tell how many strands of hair you have

But I will know you

Something tells me no matter how far you go

You will come back home and find me

Smiling...my arms open...

Then in matrimony

I will have my first kiss again

GITMO, MY HEART BLEEDS

This poem is dedicated to all the muslim prisoners of war across the globe...from gitmo to abu ghraib to every single secret prison for muslims on the surface of this earth...

Beginnings are hard.

The grain germinates,

Words are heard.

By allah’s qudrat

That delicate plumule

Sneaks out of the hard cover.

Each breath is hope,

As each pain is expiation,

We foresee and smile.

If it takes miles

We will walk

Though our toes may fall off

If borders stop us,

If cages surround us,

Allah is enough for the patient...

We will smile

But hide our tears

As enemies boast.

We walk.

As allah’s promise

Rushes to embrace the deserving.

If cages surround

And borders stop,

We will wait...

Alhamdulilah!

Death is our victory

And to them a loss

Though you cry,

Smile.

The reason is close...

No matter how hard

They try

They cannot change allah’s will.

Sit but walk

Cry..., and smile

As this dunia belongs to the one you bow down to...

                                            

                                       27^th jumada al awal, 1431

                                           (11^th may, 2010)