Yἐ woowo too sie so
Enti wanyini ntἐm
Ediἐn nti na ἐwↄ sἐ asaase awodeἐ kutuwo?
Wo were afiri sἐ w’ataredeἐ ahoↄden faribae ne fam anaa?
Ahokyerἐkyerἐ bebrebe yi, ἐdἐn na wo pἐ akyerἐ?
W’ako abrokyere aba
Enti wo krom yἐ wo tan
Akonwa a wo bἐ tra so koraa, agye ahwanhwandeἐ adikan
Kasa a wo bἐ ka koraa no, agye ↄkyerἐmunii kyerἐ aseἐ
Ahokyerἐkyerἐ bebrebe yi, ἐdἐn na wo pἐ akyerἐ?
Wo nnyἐ kↄkↄↄ, nanso wapatu apↄw
Wayἐ kↄↄ nanso wapↄ so tuum
Sἐ obiara ani hunu wo nti
Yἐnmmbↄ wo so adwe
Ahokyerἐkyerἐ bebrebe yi, ἐdἐn na wo pἐ akyerἐ?
W’akↄ sukuu aduru akyere
Enti wo se wo yἐ ↄga
Nyansa a ἐde nyansa deἐ
Wo se wonkoa wo tirimu na egu
Ahokyerἐkyerἐ bebrebe yi, ἐdἐn na wo pἐ akyerἐ?
Onipa biara yi mframa
Obiara nnyἐ summurↄ
Onipa biara yi ne nsa ἐsan yi ne nan
Nti eno wo nsene obiara, agya wo nsene obiara
M’adamfo te nyerἐho ne so na obiara yἐ obi.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
EVERYONE IS SOMEONE
You were born on an anthill
So you’ve easily grown up
Why must those born by the earth kowtow you?
This self-conceitedness what do you aim to achieve?
You have ever gone abroad
So you are disgusted by your hometown
Even the seat you will sit on, must be preceded by a lavender
Whatever you’ll say, must be interpreted by an interpreter
This self-conceitedness what do you aim to achieve?
You are not fair in complexion but you’ve forcefully bleached
You’re now very fair but your knuckles are dark
Now because you are seen among the lot
You think you are a god
This self-conceitedness what do you aim to achieve?
You are far advanced in schooling
So you think you are a master
All the wisdom in this world
You profess are in your head
This self-conceitedness what do you aim to achieve?
Everyone after inhaling, releases air
No one is a tick
Everyone eats, every one defecates
So madam you are no better than anyone, master you are no better than anyone
So cut the conceitedness and let us be free.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
2 replies on “OBIARA Yἐ OBI/ EVERYONE IS SOMEONE (AKAN/TWI AND ENGLISH)”
Hehe, it surely will.
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hmmnmmn,
well written and this takes my mind back to my days with some city girls in an American School. It was worrying as each brought with it rough taunts on me to the neglect of my school.
Hmmnmmn, obia y3 obi.
All these self-conceitedness would someday be in the silence stillness of the grave.
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