Thoughts of the Fante gallants

Subdued by harmless guns

As they plead

“M’agya etu, mepawokyew

Menkum me ai! Mere ke sonkyi maaba”

To a mouthless gun kills my spirit over and over again

The painful and humiliating songs

Sung by our forefathers

Who were classified as machetes and shields

Take endless journeys through my mind


Thoughts of the Fante gallants

Subdued by harmless guns

As they plead

“M’agya etu, mepawokyew

Menkum me ai! Mere ke sonkyi maaba”

To mouthless guns kill my spirit over and over again


Thoughts of the great Asantes

Mesmerised by the taste of salt

Which abounds on the shores of their lands

And exchanging precious gold for them

Are like needles piercing my pride in thousands of ways


Thoughts of others conniving to trade

With Angelic Satans and profiting

At the brutality of their own blood

Kill me a thousand times each day


I aim for no revenge

I just hope for these thoughts

To take their journeys to the other side

Where  boastful superiors pride

On the blood of my forefathers

And aim to live up to their legacies


Let us see then

After they wear these thoughts

Whether they can look into eyes of supposed monkeys

And still act their shameful selves

Without thinking themselves pigs.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014


NOTE: I do respect everyone who deserves to be respected. This poem is in no offence to the white folks who respect themselves and humans in general. I do have white friends and I love them so much, but hearing the disrespect of blacks and the name calling by some people hurt me to no end, hence the poem, thoughts of the persona may come across as harsh but many provocations are harsher than this.


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. :)

8 replies on “MINDFUL PAINFULS”

I am English and white, and like many other Europeans, I are very ashamed of the colonial past of the exploitative empires that stole poeple, land and the wealth of those places. I live in Australia with a very short history, but once again it is a history of pain and subjection of the Aboriginal people. Their land, children, language and culture have been stolen or suppressed, Even today they are treated so badly,in so many ways.
I admire your right and dignity to write like this and it is I who respect YOU.


I respect you too Magicpoet01. The you who will not look down on any human being must be respected to the maximum. That feeling of remorse on your part even though you’re not to blame is commendable. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.


The Twi said “My father Gun, please don’t shoot me, I am just going to urinate and I’ll be right back” The Fantes were made to believe that guns, even without operators will kill them if they do wrong in its presence. One way the British subdued them. Really ignorance is fear not bliss.


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