Oration of chastity

Parading of nudity

Inculcation of sincerity

Akweley passed the test of “Sonimouni”


No rice or corn ingestion

She was bathed in a river with admonition

Of family ties and connection

By the gathering of all hands to eat “Ho fufui”


Her hands were trained on the culinary

Her skills, she was told, must not be ordinary

And her asepsis apt; personally and at her future granary

Her matured thoughts were installed over the “Ka Pam Yami”


Substantiation of chastity, clay pots of anonymity

Sat on her chest in the gods’ loyalty

Her strongest brother waited in to carry her home in anxiety

After her buttocks had conquered the “Teko Mi” marking complete the “Bua sia mi”


Inculcation of respect

Teachings on many life aspects

And refraining from being horrible suspects

Were pushed into her head the whole of the “Blemi ke fo mi”


Her rich family adornments showcased her beauty

She danced well as all eyes found her pretty

Like a beautiful flower as she swore to do her duty

Of no shame to her family in the “Mahe ya mi”


“I will never forget

The “Mahe ya mi” even in a bet

Your father chose me among the set

And so I am who I am now because of purity”


How then can her seed take seed

Before her adornment of many a bead?

Not being able to step into her hometown is a creed

Her daughter of shame and abomination!


She waited until her menarche

And went through what her daughter calls anarchy

To get the womanhood key

Nature and change has dealt her a blow.

    Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014


In times past, when girls have their menarches, they go through puberty rites in order to become women ready for marriage. The Ga Adambge’s of Ghana call this “dipo”. This poem is the story of Akweley, who went through the dipo rites and brought honour to her family. It seems her daughter is pregnant even before her time for the rites. Akweley tells her modern child what she went through before becoming a woman and how she can never step foot in their home town because she broke that custom. (The alien words are names of days for the festival, except the Teko Mi which is the final rites of substation of chastity)

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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