Gentle talks defeat flying sticks
Whipping mouths wake darkness in hearts
“Ano brԑbrԑ ma abaa tↄ
Ano mfiawa huhuru akuma”
Talk to the tongue,
To talk to the sharp teeth
To stop salivating when tempers stand
For all.
Otuu “ayԑ me, me nso mԑyԑ no bi”
In fact, Otuu “ayԑ me, me deԑ me de ԑyԑ behyԑ no”
Supporter, “ahyԑ no” singlet, “ahyԑ no” trousers, “ahyԑ no” shirti,
“Asan ahyԑ no kyԑ, na mede spԑԑce ataa so
Efirisԑ me yԑ” king-kong.
Ԑna ԑyԑԑ dԑn?
Sԑ yԑ bԑ hunu sԑ, wo yԑ ԑyԑ mu king-kong de aduane bԑsi wo pono so?
Sԑ amanfo bԑhunu sԑ obiara ntumi mfa wakyi nka fↄm
De sika bԑhyԑ wo bↄtↄmu?
Sԑ obiara bԑhunu sԑ wo ho yԑ dene
De mpuntuo bԑba wo manfo abrabↄ mu?
Think peace,
Think hard work,
Think harmony,
Think development
And cut the chase of war
A gentle mouth sets the pace.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
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