There is a cloud forming on clouds
The sky of red, gold, black star and green
Has arms wide opened to mean
It can take all the dance on court floor, even the mean
And awaits personalities who will fall into shrouds
Amidu holds the reins
And just got Woyome as the horse
Hoping to ride him into remorse
Entrenching himself as discipline’s boss
Giving hope where hopelessness reigns
What is to be expected?
Ghana will bake and shake
The world will seek and rake
Stories will build and wake
Accepted will flog the unaccepted
Will this rain
Fall to muddy the ground
Where corruptions hound?
Will sanity in Ghana be found?
I pray for all to be sane
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) November 16, 2016