live for laughter
for the love
for the sins we cannot repent
for the people we cannot repay
dance as if it hurts to stand still
let your feet feel the Earth
be blind in your judgment
and all seeing of the possibilities
float free upon whatever makes you smile
slip into lust
with the liner on your eyes
pluck your brows and paint your lips
wear booty shorts and skirts with no slips
adorn your crown with flowers
rip your shirts and shred your jeans
bring brightness to your eyes by all means
kiss slow and kiss hard
bite lips and suck tongues
etch tattoos into skin with the edges of your fingernails
be timid in your loving
or be outrageous
be kind and be courageous
make pretties out of pains
light your cigarette
sing songs when it rains
kiss your boyfriend and kiss his mother
tell her her son is like no other
that your heart aches for him
express gratitude in hugs and never stop painting
never stop drawing
never stop singing dancing or writing
unplug your phone at 69% and laugh for ten minutes
then kiss your reflection
pay no attention to the next election
and aim for less than perfection
be celebratory of all that you do
thank the Sun for your skin
and kiss hers with soft lips
live for laughter
for the love
for the sins we cannot repent
for the people we cannot repay

© Ama Akoto (2014)

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Who I Am

As life takes its toll I have slowed down in many aspects. I have taken to eating what I want when I want and accepting that my body will accommodate my hunger and that my self esteem will accommodate my body. I do not write far as frequently as I would like but I have read fifty or so pages of a new book which I’m hoping to have finished by mid August. Not writing has allowed me to appreciate many a thing in new capacities including the people for whom i harbor great love and appreciation. I am patient with myself. Patient with my surroundings. If not by force of nature, then by simple lack of motivation to actively change things which ought not to be changed. Some things do not deserve panic, or worry. Perhaps not even attention. I realize the importance now of friendships. Ones that will last me a lifetime. Friends with whom I can be honest, friends who call me on my shit and challenge me to be the person I want to be. Most importantly, however, my number one concern has become myself. Convinced now that I am perfect and the rest of the world exists as abnormalities and mishaps, I feel free to move in my own space and time. I am Ama Ampomah with my own story to tell and my own judgements about said story. I do not wish to linger nor do I wish to progress at a pace that does not allow me to appreciate what it is dancing along my horizons now. I am not desperate for the future, though I am excited. I am comfortable with letting things happen. Comfortable with the process.

© Ama Akoto (2014)

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