We have the stories
Which can cure the sorries
And grow our glories
But we still live in ruin

As we live in the fence of religion
Which prevents us from seeing the beauty of hardwork
The castles whose stories can rustle hearts
And build our economy to a golden height
Are fenced by fecal matter
And guarded by robbers
Kɔ kɔ hwɛ is a boost for every country

There could be hotels to decorate our past
And turn them seeings to get our growth
There could be boats
…to grow excitement and plant seeds
…of needs of human impact

Stand and work
Let our wealth fetch us more
Instead of hurting us to the core
…Our ears
…In our ruins to
…Sail onto the shores of sense to
…Move us from here
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © August 30, 2019

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