ONANANI KWASI
(the stranger).
You have left an ambivalent
Mark on my heart---
A scar of burning peppers
And relieving ice
You have welded twinges
To tingles in my soul
My mind smells of perfume
And rot when I cogitate
The backwash of your coming
Your footprints are
Scattered on my shores
Deep abysses of destruction
And comfortable beds of solace
Your vessels tore the hymen
Of my virgin seas---
The cry of pain and pleasure
Echoes in my skies;
Consented rape!
You tattooed my face
With kisses of truth and deceit
Your venomous tongue
Poisoned my ears;
rectified some blemishes
Of my being
My tears curse you
For the evil you afflicted on
My head--the logical sequel
To my driving you away; sweeping
The path of your departure
My smiles bless you---
I stare at the route of your arrival
Dreaming your second coming
Onanani Kwasi
Why do your fruits taste
Of dung and of milk?
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