By Emmanuel Sarpong Owusu-Ansah (Black Power)

Where we were, we recollect not,
How we arrived, we’re yet to recall,
Our past is surrounded by obscurities;
The mystery which shrouds the origins
Of the cosmos and life remains unsolvable,
The enigma is aggravated by a host of sophists
Whose conflicting propositions only draw us farther
From reuniting with the past we endeavour to reconstruct.

Where we are, we comprehend not,
What it entails, we’re yet to establish,
Our present is filled with disappointments;
Its apparent beauty is wrapped in ambiguity,
Dazzling one moment, blurry the next minute,
Constant bliss for some, perpetual misery for others,
A stage on which light and darkness play switchable roles
Making it testing distinguishing authentic beauty from ugliness.

Where we will be, we know not,
What it has in store, we’re yet to discern,
Our future is veiled by clouds of uncertainties;
Knowledge of tomorrow is massively frustrated by
The lack of comprehension of the proceedings of today,
Endeavours to grasp the beyond, are sabotaged even further
By the upsurge of entities claiming to know more than they do,
Nothing is more indeterminate than the holdings of the coming times.

Life is a strange event of ups and downs,
An expedition from a disremembered space
Through the supremely incomprehensible earth
To the unknown and sometimes dreaded hereafter.

Emmanuel Sarpong Owusu-Ansah (aka Black Power) is a lecturer and an investigative journalist in London, UK. He is the author of ‘Fourth Phase of Enslavement: unveiling the plight of African immigrants in the West’. He may be contacted via email (andypower2002@yahoo.it).