Per the airs of our forefathers
Entering through the shores of our land
Asaase Yaa needs ears
Care and spirit to fight
Enabling all tools needed

The airs whisper their messages
There is no teeth which fights not its tongue
But each needs the other for the sake of survival
Swords of words must cut through
Desserts of hearts
To make room for legs of all opinions
Keeping seeds of the plantables for growth
Guns with bullets of sense
Are preferred to bullets which destroy
What they cannot fix
Bombs of enlightenment preferred
To bombs of fire which burn what it can’t wake
And if there will be a tsunami
It should come with uprooting bad weeds
In justice
Not bright and good ones to promote filth

No matter how big our knowledge
The airs go on to say
Ants are role models in management
Dogs model in security
Goats are models of go-getters
Sheep modelling obedience
Eagles model strength
Horses and donkeys modelling hardwork
Vultures are models of patience
Tortoises model of faith and determination
Their hard shell moralling God taking care of His own
Lions are models of strength
Peacocks model beauty
Nightingales are models of soothing hearts
Owls model watchfulness
Cocks; models of prompters
Hens model good parenting
All animals have their learnables
And the ancestors call the greed of our conscience
In good pickings

The world is ours
We who live
And the wes to come
Africa is ours
We who went through the hells of slavery
To reach the land of enlightenment
Ghana is ours
We who follow the red, gold and green
Attached to a black star whose light only we see
These whispers engrave themselves
On all our hearts
Failure to heed
Is calling for war
War between the living and their ancestors
Let all rise to peace!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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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