MAMA GRACE NORTEY (An elegy)

I don’t know why one glorious homecall follows another
Is God recruiting a saintly choir?
Is it that time God is calling his favourites?
Mama Grace
…an actress with a flair
Well spoken
Well built
Well loved in loving character
Well hated in hateful character
A national asset!

Maame Gyata
You could model characters like you owned their runways
And could wear attributes like very fitted clothes
You are a true veteran of the arts

From Keysoap Concert Party
…to Ghallywood
…right to the whole wiase
You could be any type of character
…a wicked step-mother
…a fearful in-law
…right to a spiritual being
You ministered well stories of your time with passion
…that rarely happens in these times

Your advocacy for actors to be educated before taking up the craft,
Your voice on morals and decency on our screens,
Your beautiful heart, soul and form,
…will all be missed

Ghana has lost a star!
Five souls have lost their womb vehicle!
Ghallywood has lost a cornerstone
But we are grateful we had you fully
As you’ve lived satisfactorily into reverence
Eighty nine is a blessing!

Mama Grace Nortey
A household name with an enviable fame
Rest in power Mama!
Ya wɔ ojogbang onukpa!
Kɔ da Da yie, Ɔbaa panyin!
Yɛ ma wo nante yie
… kosi sɛ yɛn nyinaa bɛhyia wɔ nhyiaeso da bi
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © August 26, 2026. Picture from Google Pics.