Yesterday

Yesterday,
The moon was still standing there
Looking gayer and harmless.

Yesterday, the stars looked in awe
When I gave up on the world
And reached out for these scrolls.

Yesterday I poured out my secrets
Into these witty papers —
Not fearful of betrayal

Yesterday, I married these scrolls
In whom I find essence
& Inner peace.

Yesterday, I chose to write
Never to step aback
Or say no more

Today, I am the noble poet
Holding to the sacred traditions
— of my fathers.

& Today, I write
From the depths of my loins
About black and white moments

The ups and downs, froze and shock
… The wild and marine
The dessert and plains.

Today, I write about the atom, matter,
Monomers of life, the estatic beauty
— of life, nature and more.

Today, I write
Not to please, but just to tell
What the tongue may never say.

©2022, Abdul Hakim Genius
Tamale, Ghana.