WHY GHANA WILL NOT GO TO WAR

Possibility is an accomodation in impossibility
So I will not take an absolute ruler
To evict it from its rightful place
But none accommodated
Is given more than a room
No matter how many there are
Unless blood binds or money massages palms of ownership
War is no friend to us
War has no money to give
War has no charm
That is why Ghana will not go to war

II
Will a Fanti man leave his ‘mfantimfanti’ and ‘etiw’ along the coast
To turn savage
Running the bushes to feed on rats as a luxury?
Tell me a believable story!

III
Will an Akan proper exchange his fufu
With ‘mpunam’, snails, poku, roasted mashrooms
All scented by prekese in palm and nuts exchange-waters
Or light soup rivers
Drinkable in the belly of earthenware
To be a thirsty smoked ‘kusiee’
In a hell hole of war?
Not when ‘apio brantan’ fangs evoke sweat from willing pores
In hope of satisfaction,  then sleep
Think again!
Even a day without it is his fasting day

IV
‘Komi ke kena’
How many love songs
Have these lover edibles inspired
From the hearts of Ga fans?
No matter where he sleeps now
A Ga man won’t think of the nightmare
Of leaving his kenkey for even a morning
To run a marathon of fitness no ei sports
Let alone flee like an alligator
Chased by tongues which find it appetizing
“Mini? Kaalu”
Never happening

V
When akple dances on slippery tongues
Clothed in fetiri dekye
Which paraschutes it down the road-throat of an Ewe man
Make no mistake to interrupt
Especially when palm wine sits at the hallway of stomach
Expecting more to fill its cup
In this fantasy of delicacy
Don’t forget abolo and one-man-thousand as side attractions
Tell me of an Ewe man
Who would want to turn ‘koklo’
And be chased by ammunition of war?
Come again please
You have missed a step

VI
Found as charming lice
On the head of mother Ghana
Strength blends braveness
Sometimes forcing enthusiasm to test warriorship
On stages of chieftaincy
But just as mountains can’t be trees
So is the obvious fact that a politician is not a chief
Which standing mind will leave his tuo and aleefu
Or tuo and bra
Or even tuo and ayoyo to
Draw blood for a travelling fart
No matter how stinking?
‘Wassawassa’ will not leave those consciences to slaughter without an alter
‘Gable’ will curse throats
If war holds a gun to force pito lovers
Into desserts of fear on account of negligence
Oh dear
The tongue is a powerful tool!

VII
‘Akyeke na paya’ won’t leave westners to think war
Hands fanning the speck of fire
In the middle of our comfortable pillows
Save your strength and rest your hands
We have too many lovables of tongues
To play balls of politics
And end in holes of war
Haunted by regrets and uncertainties
And turned flies hovering for crumbs
Mouths of thoughts with fear,
Abena yours included,
Gyai ka na me nngyai tie
Ghana prides in her Peace
Because she is a a born sage
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) October 14, 2016

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