THE BLACK STARS

You are Black Stars which transcend all light
You’ve been very love-fortified to win this fight
You’ve been defended into our offending those with no comprehension
You’re our hope to cope in this slope of trolling
So don’t let us down

You’re our Black Stars who have all the might
Soar high and take us to a higher  height
For you’re our banner with our royal and patriotic celebration
So work to buy us a fountain of happy crying
Please don’t let us down

For seventeen in six, in twenty six at eleven is bright
For uncountable eyes will sit in countless countries to watch you in the night
A prayer for your win is our supplication
No pressure should push your efforts into hearts breaking
Sprinkle happiness on hearts in your many a town
To wipe every and many a future frown
From faces fearing falls through calls of defeat
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © June 17, 2026.
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