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Matekwor Azu: March 2013

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. I am from the home of silver and gold. Draped across the windows. They hang and in the wind flow. The bed of black and white. The sounds that bring in light. The clothes on my back. Taken from Irina’s rack. The place where in the moonlight glow. Mummy places her head on all those pillows. I am from that one house. Which has a backyard you’ll love to browse. Arched walls the leaves from the mango tree falls. I am from Mataheko. Shito...

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Matekwor Azu: Summer Shakespeare!!

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. Exciting Summer program about to take place in Ghana! Http:/ www.summershakespearegh.com/. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Footsteps In The Sand. Wo Se Ekyir : What Your Mamma Never Told You About Ghana. Where to buy Really Good Red Red in Accra. Doing 'La-pour' in the City of Accra. Kwabena Asiedu's invitation is awaiting your response. The MIMI Magazine Blog ( (www.mimimagazine.com) ). We Are The Dreamers Of Dreams.

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Matekwor Azu: 131013

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. Three ones, two threes. A zero in between. One day, two people. Now nothing in between. A moment, a gaze,. A touch, a kiss,. Two lives changed; a gift. Deep in thought,. Nibbling the insides of his cheeks. Twirling the ends of her hair on her finger. Head cocked to one side. Deep breathed sigh, silence. Garrulous; a minute inundated with words,. Bursting at the seams-tears. A wall of shoulders,. A shield from dangers,. STATE OF BLAC...

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Matekwor Azu: May 2014

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. Gone but not forgotten she has risen in me. Awakened the dormant words in my heart. In the silencing of her body her being ignites in me a fire I thought had been snuffed out by the cooling of the coals. My heart broke at the realization that she is gone. Gone but not forgotten, your legacy lives on. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Footsteps In The Sand. Wo Se Ekyir : What Your Mamma Never Told You About Ghana.

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Matekwor Azu: Arts in Ghana

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. I remember growing up and the voices of the old ones. The wisdom passed down to my by my respected elders. Nuggets of years lived,. And Badges of knowledge attained by the years on this earth. Such a waste of time! Do your times table! Count the pawpaw seeds! The pencil slapped from the hands of the young dreamer,. The seedling choked out,. The very being and passions within discouraged,. Please help this change.

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Matekwor Azu: March 2012

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. Exciting Summer program about to take place in Ghana! Http:/ www.summershakespearegh.com/. Links to this post. I remember growing up and the voices of the old ones. The wisdom passed down to my by my respected elders. Nuggets of years lived,. And Badges of knowledge attained by the years on this earth. Such a waste of time! Do your times table! Count the pawpaw seeds! The pencil slapped from the hands of the young dreamer,. I miss t...

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Matekwor Azu: September 2012

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. In my time of such profound recognition,. I find myself most famous,. The performance of emotion is about me. The life I lived, has said goodnight,. Before me is the next. I cast my dead eyes into the crowd,. I catch a glimpse of weeping eyes. My laughter fills my dead silence. And my unbeating heart is full of joy. My life's toils, and pain, and tears,. I see be for lived now as theirs. Unknowing, you, did all to show,.

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Matekwor Azu: August 2011

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. You are beautiful indeed, I should have told you more times". The empty words of a wounded soldier,. Won who played the battle as a game,. And lost the war,. And in the damning loser's shame. Is attacked by brutal reality. He spews the truth in an attempt to recover some dignity. But there is none for the cowardly. This war has no room for the wounded. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Footsteps In The Sand.

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Matekwor Azu: Tooth Decay

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It is the moment you have. Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-. I wanna taste your goodies,. Put some sugar on me,. Eats through the hard enamel epidermis,. Drills through soft tissue, seeps down to nerve tissue till abscess forms. Rotting away the very core of the heart. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Footsteps In The Sand. Wo Se Ekyir : What Your Mamma Never Told You About Ghana. Where to buy Really Good Red Red in Accra. Doing 'La-pour' in the City of Accra. We Are The Dreamers Of Dreams.