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

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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


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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