Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
As the skies close their eyes to de-stress Squeeze out, like water in a cloth, the stress Making sure nothing poses a threat, not even a dress Just as sun mates the moon to beget stars, do me bless If only the seas had mouths, they would confess How the waves thrust and press With […]
Who did wean Me from the nipples of innocence? That being is mean For ripping my happy confidence Those days when sand was rice And mud was banku Those days when dust was rain And even urine was water so pure Those days when rainbow was the keeper of all that were golden And thunders […]
The seas will roll non-stop today The sun will be at its brightest today The air will be more flirtatious than ever today Mouths may do as they wish today Smile Frown Cry Shout Shut Whatever they wish As brown rhymes with crown And they both share no blood of understanding So can unequal hearts […]
Now these tricycles are everywhere in Tamale. Only few have number plates in front, none at the rear. One can see this driver is under age.
After the old Aboabo market was closed down by authorities, they moved into the middle of the road. Anything can happen to cause a disaster here. The security can’t say they have not seen this. The Aboabo Shea Market still under construction.
These pictures were taken within a span of 20 minutes from Sagnerigu to the main branch of the Ghana Commercial Bank. Just look through and see how many of these motors have number plates.
We will be streaming the book launch tomorrow live on YouTube. Please bookmark the link Not just a book launch…it’s a family gathering. and https://t.co/9WQawOH Nana Awere Damoah’s Sebitically Speaking to me, is an ice breaker if ice is sluggishness and breaking is salvation. The book takes us into a journey of advice through satires […]
You seem like my negative When I am draped in postive And you are like my positive When I am immersed in negation What is this force pulling us like strings on puppets? What at all is this electrification so magnified? At this rate, none dares to touch Who will dare? Breathes are too potent […]
I know mouths of my land are like machine guns Digging bullets of the past Putting them in golden throat guns Soiling voices meant for firing monsters And firing through Gunning for hardworkers And yelling into international microphones Their unfortunate past Seeking sucking sympathies While real works stare our faces Like infants needing their parents’ […]
There are new shoots begging to see the world Airs are ringing bells For leaves to leave their creators And follow the air to the land of their birth Or other lands for fertility Like all, the earth partners great trees Shedding breaths long overdue To make way for the new So creation is like […]
On the head of the land I dwell Knowing its stomach is my resting place But the appealing skies Beckon for me to have a taste Before I sink into the mouth of the earth And taste its teeth and be moulded into its belly thing But the flies I see on this ground Are […]
In You I have a shelter A shelter for my woes When all those spears do filter Filter from my foes You have the skin to counter To counter and heal my lows In the army of disaster Disaster with many bows You melt for me all arrows Which like planes in air do row […]
Maame Yaa! Wake up please Maame Yaa ei!!! Wake up Wake o! Wake and look at the professors of supposed servings Look at them seeking to butcher themselves Just because they, like servants, want to make the poor royals Just open an eye And look at how humans are madr goats ob paper Substituting heads […]
If huge bodies are the only known for powers Great minds would never spend hundreds of years Looking for ways to battle tiny mosquitoes There is power Power in every living thing II If hard bodies are known for strength Huge trees would never show rope marks On their hard like frames There is strength […]
There are dreams dangling in thoughts’ sky Like gangster kites having affairs with high winds And taunting their owners Each leg of the heart of every dream steps in dazzling stardom While their other halves lie in fearsome sleeps Elders hint that houseflies can be eagles by will As long as they gather more guts […]
THE STORY OF THE PIKWORO SLAVE CAMP A man went to Navorongo looking for a place to stay. The people gave him a vast piece of land. Little did they know that he was a slave trader. The people named him Nania Pikworo meaning, “a bush man” in the local language. Pikworo established the […]
Rolling stones remain seen No matter the farthings of age Like stones, souls which roll Shed traces of life’s painful whips I know legs which take no strides shrink But those which do Make their reigning eyes proud And their beating hearts grateful in fulfillment Throwing stones for wakefulness sake Has no barriers As even […]
What is and what is not Are hidden in the cover of darkness A heart covereth well in determination for pride Some thoughts have no stairways for none So I stand blocked Looking into eyes with no known gates II His mouth does talk Into my bothered ears His voice so high Like a fearful […]
The owl claims it fears death So shuns daylight But shouts so loud in darkness Forgetting hunters are not deaf And also roam at night II The bat says it fears brutal death And hates ending up as a delicacy for the Kwahus But hangs on its legs On trees that even some children can […]
I have been deceived Deceived like an idiot thinking seas give fins To determined humans who use them as route But I should have known That although swans may give ambitions to fishes No fish must make the mistake of wanting to fly and swim like swans Lest dissapointments hit them like bullets from a […]
It is a fact that culture is heavily dependent on language. If we lose our language which is a core part of our identity, then we lose our culture. Language must not be taken for granted neither must it be heavily adulterated. Some countries like Korea, China, Russia but to mention a few, have been […]
The world is a church A church which has welcomed all From the petty thief To the grand liar From the hungry pauper To the ambitious climber From the true worshippers To the hypocrites If the church is shaking silly And its winds are turning murderous Let’s empty our stomachs and kneel As we pray […]
There really is a twitch To this notion of a witch There is a reason witch rhymes with rich When hardwork flies in hands Of those we deem less in capabilities We develop lenses to magnify their flaws Making goodness turn evil My oh my! There is a reason witch rhymes with rich So calm […]
We embarked on this journey on November 14, 2015. We took off at 5: 20am and reached there around 9:30 am THE HISTORY OF THE CROCODILES OF PAGA NAVE (NAH-VE) Paga’s patriach and founder Nave’s story goes back more than a dozen generations to Timpela in Kampala in present day Burkina Faso and begins with […]
Greeetings ooooo Finally, finally the D day is here. To give thanks and praise to God almighty for how far He has brought us, we are holding an online church service. Here’s the order if service please. We know it might take a life of its own but this is to give it some structure […]
I think I know there is a God But why do I mostly feel His rod? Does He not know it makes me bored To all his lack of helping hoard? How can He whip our linking chord And give me pain I can’t afford? When He really knows I have no sword And all […]
In this lonely cloth Are the fingers of cold The channels of heat of when I will be sold By the price tag society has placed On my determined mind II In this cloth Are thoughts playing pi lo loo Only without the happy giggles Shrivelling the grounds of peace III In this cloth Are […]
The ant that thinks to bomb its kind Forgets there exist danger which needs battalions What is the cause of murdering minds? What is the payment: Of sending souls Into the dark Of crocheting minds to think so dark Of mirroring deaths without a mark Of rearing dogs to hunt same dogs? Sad sad sad […]
You turned into the swaying shrubs Which stood at the mercy of the mastery air And waved so wild like a crying child At the debris of my speeding vehicular air II Sad they have no mouth as you To convey a message involving us two To clap in happiness or shout a boo At […]
My ears woke before my eyes In a night whose journey was neither here nor there Hoping to hear songs of beautiful-voiced birds Who sang to souls for eyes to search for their star selves Instead, they heard weak chirping complains Of a handfuls of pest-like sort of birds Accompanied by a feeble taunt Of […]
Suns have been pimped by light In courts of riches no matter how high Once upon a time Suns were the only eye leaders The only dry heaters And the only tools of light wherever So they were named after gods II None wanted to see suns frown “Of what use are frowning suns?” They […]
As the midget looks at the tallest being Like the heavens he wishes to be The tallest in turn feels the pain of bowing bones And wishes to cut a little off to perfectly fit At the same time harbouring fears of bone breakages When his remains needs to be returned To the belly of […]
There is a weak voice Coming out of your lungs without choice Squeaking overwhelmingly like a mouse Which has found itself in a mad house But your love for me is highly aroused II. Your eyes tell it all Your pains through your fall Your confusions through my call Bottling in transparency, making you dull […]
I have a dream A dream to erase labelling With a thought eraser A dream to render all colourless With a fairy love charm for all colours I have a dream II I have a dream A dream to mash all weapons, Like colour inks, into words Words for discourse in misunderstandings To spare the […]
When those end words’ long legs Walked through the gates Which resuscitated my breath When it travelled to passionate need I knew it was time to terminate it all All the captured thoughts And wipe them clean like an empty CD To make way for a new memory gig But every thirsty mouth Woke dead […]
As the wise Asante studied The creative spider at work for shelter And wove the beautiful kente Which has become the Asantes pride I will study the rainbows of heaven And carve the most beautiful colours Study the brightest of suns And tap its light Study the most innocent of darkness And create for you […]
I know if heaven is real You are having that feel Because your life did seal That difficult sinless deal So I know you are healed You who lived the pain of being tagged brainless You who lived through the eyes of loving shame Shame from those who loved your pot only in unnoticeable corners […]
Once upon the time There were no claws to lazy rhyme All heeded the call of work in their prime And corruption gained nothing, not even a dime But now even steering banku has become a crime As dead foods do the fresh ones mime II Once upon a time Cotton flew and danced with […]
From all corners Strong arms throw problems Like they are in some form of javelin match Into the dumpster that I am Expecting me to wash them clean And return their dirts in gold forms Funny, how they bury my dreams In the trashes of their problems So much so, hands of God fail to […]
Saddled with worry? Sorry There comes the goodness lorry To take all that is gory From your story II If only you had eyes Which see past the dyes And … Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Cocks have combs Lions have manes Beings have beards Most have marks seen But all have marks unseen And almost all need their “weak” counterparts In order to save themselves from extinction But their strength breeds cruelty In the pots they need to eat None must be silly enough To bite the hands that do […]
Kwaku Amponsem is mad He is mad of a tag He claims makes him feel like a rag And so calls the taggers bad And is threatening to open an evidence bag In hopes of getting a tagger to gag And make a scape goat to honour his dad The tag? That he carries a […]
Oh eyes with laser twinkles Mouths with flapping tongues Ears ready to hear the sounds Of my heart’s eruptions I have one question Have you ever loved? II Have you ever loved? So hard like the balls of a mating bull? So wild like hell fire’s senior in a rage? Wider than the ends of […]
Good soil can grow the weakest seeds Amidst the threats of fearsome winds, Angry rains, Scorching suns, And cruel pests II Good seeds can be killed by bad soil Despite the help of the bounteous air, Gentle rains, Reasonable suns, And thoughtful pests III Farmers have influence but Can use all tricks in agricultural bibles […]
I see through the forest of no tree What I am and have always been An eagle born to fowls Fowls as cunning as Kwaku Ananse So have tied my legs with thick ropes of problems Causing… Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Many cry of ingratitude Many fight against some attitude Many push in fortitude Almost all forget That even corn on the cob Are never on a level The pest corns are prized The stronger either bowing to bowel spewings Or helping fire to stand An all fair world, I know, will be a tree of […]
Many are breath holders Many, like any, are death scared Whereas fowls clap for themselves In foot’s flights And birds prostitute on normal trees in average flights Eagles battle the skies for space Knowing their strength need fierceness of bravery In order to show Breath holders like vultures cheat the dead Cowardly are their generations […]
(I need to go away for a few weeks. Will hopefully come early next month. My body just needs some rest. Thanks to all followers of amoafowaa.com. Keep following, keep reading, blessings.) Deep within each pod of a heart Are fires and ice Are hopes and dreams Are fantasies and hallucinations Are love and hatred […]
She is a writer, a community development worker and a social entrepreneur. She became the first Ghanaian to win the prestigious golden baobab prize for picture book in 2014. She is the eldest of two children and the founder of the African Youth Writers Organization which seeks to lure children to read and write through […]
I met Odikro in a storm Couldn’t really make out his form He kindly led me to my dorm After our bodies somehow thundered in our clingy uniforms II He took my number and always did call And rushed to catch my every fall But I did see Odikro’s racing heart ball And felt my […]
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