The fame of my heart
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
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