death & birth are erotic desires
& stemming in the hearts of dead bodies
paints the moons in the navel
you died suddenly in the lips of dawn
watery eyes in the savannah
when we die after you, o’ ferried soul
we shall seek selflessness
& relationship is an assumption
you mean you don’t know god?
i mean you haven’t seen god?
she lives beneath your tummy
he lives beneath your waist
maybe you don’t need him,
that is why you would die
and never meet her glowing in light.
didn’t the books tell you
& the god the world searches for
you’re pregnant with babies
sometimes it’s middle East
sometimes it’s time & heartbreaks.
sperm(ed) with the universe —
sometimes there is abortion
& others miscarriage. . .
you’re pregnant with dreams
sometimes black. sometimes white
sometimes yellow. sometimes . . .
it is the burden we carry to death
& the innocence we are reborn with.
Abeiku Arhin Tsiwah is an Afro-Thinker who edits Poetry for Lunaris Review, Nigeria and performs with The Village Thinkers, Ghana. He writes from Cape Coast.