When Ghana was hit and sat on by snow
Gallant Kwame Nkrumah felt the blow
He watched as the Gold Coast sunk so low
Watched and learned so hard to tow their glow
He succeeded and with genius thoughts held the snow
And eventually succeeded in banishing her with a 1957 blow
And sat on the high seat with such a fine glow
Until many glows washed him like the snow
Then many mouths started to wag
Who is Nkrumah to nag and tag?
Kotoka planned and burnt his flag
Sending General Ankrah into the high seat in 1966 with swag
Brigadier Afrifa hoarded plans in a bag
Planning to give Afrifa a bowing gag
And succeeded with a 1969 whip calling him a hag
Only for Nii Ollenu to boot him off like a 1970 rag
So Ollenu became the real 1970 rag so sold,
After Edward Akuffo Addo gave him the boot in bold
A few months after he acted so bold,
Ei! Akuffo too was heated like cold
When Kutu Acheampong after two years got his hold
And like a an old cloth gave him his last fold
As a Fred Akuffo also did strike ’78 gold
Only for Papa Jerry to grab his coat and render him a 79 bold sold
So who was the reigning champion?
Papa Jerry or another lion?
Ei! There was Hilla who ‘hallered’ in the Ghanaian Zion
From 79 to 81 and was pushed by a hand stronger than electric iron
Yes, Papa Jerry again stood so tall
Playing the ball for so long
And from 81, he held the reigns till 2001
Praise the boom champion of the Ghanaian Zion!
Sexy Kufuor stood so tall
Among the alls of political hall
Running eight years till his star call
For the weak and pious Atta Mills to heed the high call
Why did death give him such a terrible boot?
Oh maybe a Mahama was ordained to pull us through
The dumsos and the corruptive glues
Why then do we still see blue after such a long winding rule?
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015