by the smile of destiny

due I sit on the throne of grandiosity,

by her power

I have been made an arcadian,

my garment turns white

because I have found and witheld

the freedom of permanence

This was never perpetuated by time

all blueprints burn,

ceaselessly

because the world cannot consume me,

to fire, I have become water,

and the graffiti of the sky

talk of my greatness since she was here

My soul couldn't have shimmered

with this rare glorification,

the clouds are my sandals

to me the galaxy give veneration

and when we kiss

cyclones proclaim our amore

to the heavens

and set excitement free,

because my laughter

gallops into liberation

All this power

because her presence,

is the music from

the harp of harmonious prophecy

everyone! listen to the fame

of my heart,

for it is as sonorous as success

and the roars like the Atlantic ocean.

                                                            By Kakraba Afful