Wednesday 12 August 2015

WISDOM POT

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        The ancient pot dug from
            The milky chest of the
               Earth. Painted with
        The blood of Asaase Yaa
     Echoing her cries with tongue
   Of lightning and voice of thunder
Molded in the palms of Nana Nyame

From clay mixed with His sweat,
and
Baked in His hot furnace of
perfection
  You have been on the tripod of life
      Flames liking your bottom with
          Smoky tongues yet you've
               Remained pure, sans
                       stains of soot
                                           
         
        
         
             ©Sarpong Kumankoma
             12-08-2015
              2222hour
              Photo credit: MY VIOLET POT

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