I am a citizen
A citizen paid by citizens
I am like a chicken
Fed grains to reproduce grains
I am a hunter and the game
My effort contributing to my gain
So why should I rest in labour?
Will a sheep pray for the blindness of its shepherd?
II
I am a citizen
A citizen born by a citizen
A citizen whose past or fellow citizens might have been butchered like sheep
Right before her eyes
In sacrifice to the land which gives me the citizen tag
So why should I feel like a rag?
III
I am a citizen
A citizen whose ancestral citizens
Were aided and helped by powers of smaller gods
Gods who solicited rains and protected its water banks
Gods who punished to teach
And warned to reach
So why should I feel like a leech?
IV
I am a citizen
A citizen made complete by my other citizens
Their contributions to society
Through hardwork and mischief
Their conflicts of interest and disinterest
Through legal and foul means
Their laughable and serious jokes
Blasting through air and rumoured waves
So why won’t I my place save?
V
I am a citizen
A citizen paid by citizens
A citizen neighbored and loved by citizens
A citizen blanketed by the protection of the city
I need no pity
This city is mine
Mine to wine and dine and in it whine
But no matter the ills we face
Ships fight waves and are pushed to their destinations by some waves
Why will I name my city a cave
V (b)
I am a citizen
A citizen by all standards
A citizen born by a city
A citizen nurtured by a citizen
A citizen made whole by my citizenship
I am glad I am a citizen
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 5th March, 2017