AYEKOOO (Honouring Workers)

In the heat and cold
To the tired and bold
Who worked and sold
And love to hold
All seams of works to mould
Our precious mother earth to fold
Closure, just in aim for gold
When cock’s call at dawn
I give you a standing ovation to say “ayekooo!”

II
From holders to tenders of pens,
Drummers to farmers in dens
Makers to tenders like hens
Advocates to runners in turns
All hearts which never cower to bends
With legs which suffer the burns
Yes, bows and arrows which target the earns
Clashers to sorters and enemies turned friends
Oh all hands, in earth management, like hens
I give you a standing ovation to say “Ayekoo!”

III
I pray for balm for your callouses
Rest for your tiredness
And for your efforts, crowns of successes
For you are the real athletes
Running to keep hearts beating
You are the real geniuses, making to keep blood running
You are the real planters, working to keep hunger caged
You surely are the real shapers, teaching to keep minds thinking
Oh real drummers, working to keep souls dancing
You real carvers, fixing to keep mouths laughing
Real preachers, teaching to keep feet on right paths
You whose batons continue in this race called life
I give you a standing ovation, to say Ayekoo!!!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 1, 2018

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