If I could run yonder,

and all faith be cast into oblivion,

and all reality declares past tense

by my lips,

If I could fly to see the moon,

and bedazzle my fate with a fame

it now strongly beholds...

I shall never let go of the view,

the oceans shall be my bed,

twilight, my new lullaby,

sings evidently like peace,

I shall be unshaken as the sky,

play the melody of the stars,

and cast a spell

that makes all shadow wither;

darkness shall part,

and in light does my fortune bloom

my soul becomes the spring,

the sun smiles truly,

because my queen rises like

the lightning and my heart

pounds with the audacity of thunder

I shall give praise to emotion,

flows boundless like the ocean,

because she is my fortress

my immortal princess,

that waltzs with me,

in the blissful ballroom of love.

                                         By Kakraba Afful