{"id":463031,"date":"2018-02-09T14:30:25","date_gmt":"2018-02-09T14:30:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ghana-mma.com\/2018\/02\/09\/poetry-to-the-ebony-who-reigns\/"},"modified":"2018-02-09T14:30:25","modified_gmt":"2018-02-09T14:30:25","slug":"poetry-to-the-ebony-who-reigns","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ghanamma.com\/2018\/02\/09\/poetry-to-the-ebony-who-reigns\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry: To the Ebony who Reigns"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><\/p>\n<div id=\"medsection1\">\n<!-- End of html generated by this->header() --><\/p>\n<p class=\"floatLeft\">Entertainment of Friday,  9 February 2018<\/p>\n<p class=\"floatRight\"><strong>Source: <\/strong>Graphic.com.gh <\/p>\n<p>2018-02-09<\/p>\n<div class=\"article-left\">\n<p class=\"article-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ghanamma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/09\/52232353.295.jpg\" alt=\"Ebony Reigns Sponsor New\" title=\"Ebony Reigns Sponsor New\" width=\"295\" height=\"359\" \/><span class=\"image_caption\"><span>Late Ebony<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<div class=\"noPrint\">\n<div id=\"537626303\" style=\"width:300;height:250;margin:0;padding:0\">\n<p>\t\t  <noscript><iframe loading=\"lazy\" id=\"b2ad7fa7fd\" name=\"b2ad7fa7fd\" src=\"http:\/\/ghanaweb-d.openx.net\/w\/1.0\/afr?auid=537626303&amp;cb=151125813995117\" frameborder=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" width=\"300\" height=\"250\"><a href=\"\/\/ghanaweb-d.openx.net\/w\/1.0\/rc?cs=b2ad7fa7fd&amp;cb=151125813995117\"><\/p>\n<p>\t\t  <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/ghanamma.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/1518186625_666_ai\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/iframe><\/noscript><\/p><\/div>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"clear:right\"> Saddened and surprised at the sudden demise of Priscilla Opoku Kwarteng, stage name\u2014Ebony, Graphic Online\u2019s journalist, Zadok Kwame Gyesi has written a poem in tribute to the dancehall artist.<\/p>\n<p>Titled: \u201cTo the Ebony who Reigned\u201d, the poem talks about the vagueness of life and the pain it leaves behind.<\/p>\n<p>The five stanza poem celebrates the \u201cshort lived\u201d life of the enterprising artist.<\/p>\n<p><b><\/b>Below is the full poem<\/p>\n<p>Life\u2019s a mirage<\/p>\n<p>Vanishes like slippery air<\/p>\n<p>In the hands of those who hang on<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s a mystery kept in the hidden deeps of the unknown<\/p>\n<p>Like a bolt, it speeds in forceful conscription<\/p>\n<p>Leaving the living with trails of wails.<\/p>\n<p>Oh life<\/p>\n<p>How will I hear when my time calls<\/p>\n<p>To sleep with my fathers I know I will<\/p>\n<p>Young or old when I\u2019m all done<\/p>\n<p>Perilous life to live no more.<\/p>\n<p>Death<\/p>\n<p>You have filled our hearts with pain<\/p>\n<p>Tears have taken captive of our joys<\/p>\n<p>As sorrow corrodes our laughter with agony<\/p>\n<p>You indeed have stolen our Ebony<\/p>\n<p>Why, why, oh why?<\/p>\n<p>Is life this short<\/p>\n<p>The light of grief is lit in my house<\/p>\n<p>My anguished soul complaints in my heart<\/p>\n<p>As brigades of mourners frequent my house<\/p>\n<p>Mournful dirges and plaintive voices<\/p>\n<p>Adorned in mourning apparels and sad colours.<\/p>\n<p>Fare thee well<\/p>\n<p>You gaiety of boldness black<\/p>\n<p>You lived your dreams even if short with us<\/p>\n<p>We are trapped in the valleys of sorrow<\/p>\n<p>Thorns of havoc and thistles of pain<\/p>\n<p>Now engulf our thoughts<\/p>\n<p>You stabbed us so deep<\/p>\n<p>It was least expected<\/p>\n<p>For our high hopes, you replaced with grief<\/p>\n<p>Strangers we remain in this world mysterious<\/p>\n<p>Fare thee well, you loved one, our Ebony!<\/p>\n<div class=\"related_articles\" style=\"width: 100%;\">\n<div style=\"clear: both; 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