Mango Tree Poem by Doris Dzameshie

Great soul, why have you planted me here?
In the middle of this great compound
Only to behold these fleeting lives.
As a mango tree, l have stood
Generations have come and gone, yet l remain

Descendants of Wenya, have come and gone
Under my shade the farmer spreads his produce
Under my shade the fisherman watches his wife broil the fish
Under my shade the shaman calls on the omnipotent to heal
Generations have come and gone and yet l remain

The ancestors are summoned under my shade
There is Besavi, here is Mansa, and there is Kweku
Call them faster, call them quickly
For l remember them all
Generations have come and gone, yet l remain