I love the way my name sounds
As it’s
Falling off cracked lips
And crashing to the cold
Unyielding ground below
Cratering its surface
And burrowing itself into
The fiery core
Of this dying earth

I love the way it looks
Soaring off  bleeding tongues
And floating on the
Wind, up to a boundless sky.
Rising through unsympathetic nebula
Reaching the piqued ears
Of a God who looks like me

I love the way my name tastes
Gliding down the leathery skin
Of an many women
Snaking tattoos around the places
They’ve each and collectively been breached
Filling the holes that have
Been forced to open
Planting flowers
Where disaster
Left famish

I love the way my name feels when it’s
Slicing through bodies
Burning down homes
Ravaging cities
And tunneling lands

My name
Shall call upon
Every vowel
Snatched from the rounded mouths of my ancestors
Then twisted and contorted
To fit the rigid lines
Of subjugation

Speak my name
And watch
Thrones disgorge their rulers
Homes occlude their patriarchs
As each letter comes
Setting this world ablaze

© Ama Akoto (2018)

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