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 […]
Category: GHANA
We wail Cursing those we hailed We hunger Blaming our thought-heroes for death danger Maybe we are like a breed of animals Who stash weeds on thrones, neglecting the propers, Only to climb with their little strength To bring them down as foot-mats II We are here in the republican cave One the fearless Nkrumah […]
A weird thing, in Accra, Â sat Sputtering and mumbling “tar” Until it said it was called day II Day which was new But had many problems dew The first after a terror flood III It is going to be used It won’t get the privilege Of seeing the lazy in action IV It would die […]
REFRAIN: SÉ› ↄman yi bÉ›yÉ› yie a Na efiri me ne wo SÉ› ↄman yi bÉ›yÉ› yie a Na efiri yÉ›n ara Na efiri yÉ›n ara Firi agyanom ne nnanom akuafo, akruufoↄ kosi aman mpanyinfoↄ so Na efiri yÉ›n ara Na efiri yÉ›n ara Ei! akwadwofo ei, annuanomu mmratofoↄ ne É›mfamehofoↄ Na efiri yÉ›n […]
If i were Former President Rawlings i would be a cat While many dogs bark i would package boom After i, its disadvantages, zoom Because i would know it can cause doom II If i were Former President Rawlings i would be the diamond in the midst of gravels Charming the media like a fairy […]
Gifted hands do plait Armpit hairs forgetting head Attracts public eyes Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
“Amoansene Ayie ase anibre Owuoyiaw” Marks of red Why are we in a red May Day? Grumbling workers! Feeding on their skins Swimming in debts Roasting in hunger And fuming in anger! “Aniwa aniwa abiri biri asoso gya” II It is a red May Day Hearts with hurts’ field day Hands with canes Chasing an […]
The school system in Ghana, to me, is flawed in many ways. So much that many teachers find themselves in weird situations which make no sense and it leaves me wondering. The code of conduct of the Ghana Education Service (GES) is, to me, not clear and does not cover many areas which wake to […]
He whom summer burns Seeks shelters under rivers When winter’s sun calls for setting II He whom winter “pneu-moans” Stooges under the skirt of summer Crying fie on winter as he gathers dry woods III None needs light to see flames When darkness sits on its sky throne “akyekyede akyi” fears no cane But “akyekyede” […]
Thoughts soo advanced Have descended the stairs of the earth Hands so talented lay still Refusing to move, even when danger announces its coming Theodosia Oko! II She married the colours Red, gold, green with a black star Mating the gold And gave perfect meanings As to why it must flag the Ghana land But […]
Shivers in rivers which quiver Chanting in rants which amount Bouncing in announcing which pounce Twinning alikoto, dancing of Akoto, The sun sits on the golden stool II Tongues of longs so strong Walking in talks which stalk Thinking of things which blink Perfuming prekese Flying paper kites The sun sits on the golden stool […]
When hearts meet fears and flee And groans turn to songs as dirges Where brides must sing of joy – When indigo streaks our faces – *** When stolen voices become Serial callers with borrowed Phrases, Where old plasters cover the wounds Where real heroes fall Then new martyrs rise to build Our […]
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AKOSUA NOT ‘KOSUA’
Ha ha, hehehehe, hmmm “Akosua is a ‘kosua’ A ‘kosua’ which needs a holder A holder with veins feared by the earth But she fears palms” *** Really? *** Oh elders like shelvers! Elders with clippers! Elders with machete tongues! ‘Odomankoma Ahunu Abobirim’ is a generous God So generous as to make Akosua legs, hands, […]
Gone are the days When Ghanaian children feared ‘kakai’ Now only villagers, coastal children and children with naturalistic parents get to bath in natural waters What was a swimming pool then? An anachronistic thought II Now, ‘mpotompoto’ and ‘coco’ Are for the villagers and children with grand mothers Ei! With the lac lac lac in […]
Ghana Sunny, DARK Politicking, loving, insulting Peaceful, inflation, freedom, nature Touring, entertaining, promising Riches, poverty Sikaman Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
I have not broken my hand I am just going through God’s ritual of fertility I have not broken my hand My hands are just fine To carry out its responsibilities without stress II I am not hiding behind buildings Trust me, if I am, then you wouldn’t be in buildings I am going through […]
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EQUALITY, NOT SUPERIORITY
Who are the flowers Wearing their thorns Calling for fairness Hitting and biting admirers hard? II Who are the roses Burning opposite noses Claiming they’re bosses And hitting hard in doses? III Listen to a fellow say; Every rudeness has a pay You’re not superior in any way You fight for fairness Then be fair […]
Penpenaaa! Nanaa! If you answer in sexy You get gifted in richness II Penpenaa! Nana! Don’t be rude Nana needs new blood to help his system III Now let’s drop the play; Many say their pairs reject them Many say their beds are tired; Tired of praying Hail Marys Many say their pairs shift their […]
Nose of Prekese Saying dawadawa beings Smell foul is horror II Huge bowls of Etiw Claiming bowls of Akple are Unworthy, is laughable III What happened to fruits? What happened to same corn foods What happened to groups? IV Let us not pretend We’re under huge umbrellas And so we are one Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia […]
(Today is World Poetry Day. Let me start my day with a walk with my president. I love and respect the headship because he represents Ghana, my motherland. When things go wrong, writers have the pens. And this is how I choose to use mine today) Nothing is by mistake Even a mistake, when used […]
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FIVE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT GHANA
Yesterday, a father I cherish, nominated me to say five things I love about Ghana, my homeland. Due to the advantaged peace of “dumsor” I was not able to take on the challenge to the fullest, and I decided to take that up today. 1. I love Ghana because we are hospitable. Yes, we are […]
There is a never dying plantain plant Which is rooted in the centre Of a coast initially golden When it is cut down, other shoots emerge When it is uprooted, new shoots succeed Funny, how a plantain drains And never ceases to create holes of mouthings Holes of horrid deceits Holes of disappointments Holes of […]
We live, Through the snaking smiling gutter maimings To the sitting smokes which puff to mate into killing II We live Through the dotty salaries To the gargantuan prices on needed edibles III We live, Even though we are being ruled By a rich dead goat who fears no knife IV We live, Even though […]
Ghana glammed gifted grandly On inception like a princess from a rich kingdom Until her marriage to usurpers Who started with her adornments And left her in short skirts II After the usurpers divorce She married herself Only to realise that she feasted on herself And now she has near bones III What causes this? […]
African tales have tails of morals refrains of chorals and sometimes show hearts of abhorals II African tales hold wise mails, show hurting fails, clarify heavenly bails III African tales can cause wails, narrate heroic hails and their wounding nails IV African tales are now like its porridges; dilutings severe, erasing its sweetners making its […]
Fie! Artificial fires of the night Fie! You who shine off and on Jumping from the mountain of darkness To the mountain of brightness Scattering arranged futures And pulling hairs of the protected Fie! You nighters like weak but dangerous fireflies! II I wear great clothes of metal Metal to you, cotton to day workers […]
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WRINKLED IN PRIME
Wrinkled, She is wrinkled in her prime Wrinkled, She is wrinkled while her mates glow Wrinkled, She is wrinkled by scorching distortion, Wrinkled by omnivorous corruption Wrinkled by familial keep-up appearances Wrinkled by fence sitting Wrinkled by money gluttons Wrinkled by horrid crime sexing Wrinkled, just wrinkled By eyes of jealousy “Ghanamanosyncratics nsempiisms” Nana Awere […]
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SORES ON THE LAND
Flies, please take a rest You’ve been your pesty best Feeding on huge sores On this Ghanaian Land. II Flies, try housing your booty Moths hide in pulling While you aim at the bones In this Ghanaian Land III Flies, the bones are ageing Weakness means surrender So rest in triumph IV And oh you […]
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THE 58 WE’VE ‘ATE’
Mama Ghana, Are you turning in your grave? Are we all doomed for the grave? Have we doom, on your grave, engraved? Don’t be bitter, we’re all not litter II Mama Ghana, Be a little content We hold onto our peace like fishermen and their paddles Although our ship is in the middle of the […]
I went with some geography students of Tamale Senior High school on a tour to the Buabeng Fiema Monkey Sanctuary and proceeded to the Kintampo Waterfalls. Knowing Ghana, my homeland, is now a passion, so I decided to share our experience. The road to Buabeng Fiema from Kintampo was 32km and only some 300m of […]
When Ghana was hit and sat on by snow Gallant Kwame Nkrumah felt the blow He watched as the Gold Coast sunk so low Watched and learned so hard to tow their glow He succeeded and with genius thoughts held the snow And eventually succeeded in banishing her with a 1957 blow And sat on […]
Harmattan effects; Burning fresh leaves, kindling ills Favouring orthodox? II Attacking the nose Scratching and biting the chest Murder in cold blood? III When your pinch shivers As your air wrinkles like cloth Of linen, your problem? IV You’ll say I accuse Unfairly, but you know how Right I am. My chest! V Leave my […]
Behold Ghana Has lifted the Banner And though the Savannah Rather listens to adverts of Sultana And Guinea has a Forfana Hearts are beaming Hypocritically leaning Praying for their continuing And eventual winning II They are the famous Black Stars Who shine bright even in the dark Disappointing pessimists till their mouths are ajar A […]
I have thoughts to say; Lion as chief of the forest Concatenates to Loss of smaller animals In the forest of Hanah II I’ve more thoughts to say; Leopards and hyenas know it But are afraid to Stir the nest of fearful bees Others think their stomachs precious III I still have more thoughts Coterminously, […]
Hear me blacks in arks Change the colour of your star So we can go far II You know black for death You use red for hot danger These we have, what now? III We are on travel And our star dims like black coal No wonder we stand IV We stand with no walks […]
The road prostitutes Letting all vehicles through Why doesn’t she have a voice? Poor roads, Even in rain, you accommodate all In heat, you are accommodative of all No rest for you? Like a helpless beauty, you lie As your beautiful flower is being flawed By layers and layers of ungrateful tires The washing bays […]
Once in a flowing dress I walked along the sea in duress Hoping the breeze would help caress My soul, and tow the wrecked pain on my mind Then I saw her; A woman of women and men With hair like protective bush Too beautiful with no room for transparency A face like God Looking […]
Who is there? Oh all are here! I see the things Which Christmas brings But my pocket cries out And my mouth does pout II Who sees it? Oh all feels it Many are those Who’ll think of overdose To end the shame And get a loose name III Who is happy? Oh the sit-and-eats […]
Many talk of Africa The poor poor Africa The dessert placed Africa Mother of bushes, poor Africa The wild rearing Africa The illiterate realmed Africa The ill bred Africa The jungle Africa No! I am in Africa Born and bred in Africa Knows its boundaries, this Africa Feel its warmth, sweet Africa I have tasted […]
We as a nation pray We in this situation say Let sanity stop wandering And come home to earth A prodigal is still blood Chaos has ruled for long We long for that serenity We loathe our vulnerability We crave an end to this stupidity Our own stupidity Of muffling through settled water Increases our […]
On winter’s tail Africa has stepped, Stopping snow in its tracks Getting a hold on cold II Little did Kwaku know This luxury is found only in the Belly of Africa  Africa goes no further III He runs for pastures Hoping to attract good gestures But falls into the hands Of snow and onto the […]
In the drizzling rain I feel the sizzling bane Of the fizzling cane II Chaos sit at the counter Bragging to sanity counter And shun peace’s encounter III Vultures perch on broken twigs Smelling blood mixed with long wigs Looking through for the fleshy bigs IV Vampires join the nasty orgy Assured by their psychology […]
I Light is a rare visitor Money is a haunter Hunger is the landowner And pain is the comfy seat Of Ghana, my Ghana II A Cedi today, Ten Cedis tomorrow A promise today, A hiding tomorrow Demonstration in succession Courts and orders There’s no Christmas for Ghana Not for Ghana, my Ghana III Delicious […]
I Sounds bouncing from realms of chaos Magnified by mouth of the cruel Shake ground II Heads powerful to shut them out Sit panicking in clothes of fear Just look III As the jerkings become intense They fold themselves into cocoon Of blame IV Poor weaklings […]
I Need to hide your precious Without an African being conscious Open a book and slot it in II Words are pains In which they see no gains Most complain they hurt their brains and break their sanes III Need to hide from an African Hide in a stuffy library Even the scents will repulse […]
The land tries But still cries Blood of purity shouts Anger of truth roars Justice in pain screams High pitched voice of abuse unbearably sounds Feet of lies thump As cheating massacres Tribal unrest turn  chaotic Every face has hidden mask of a lion Who covers the ears of the land? Everyone for himself The […]
Their thumb powers are unknown to them Like our forefathers exchanged gold for salt They exchange their powers for cheap coins, cloths Bicycles, motorbikes, cars and promises Which never come to pass When will they see their thumbs are worth more than little fees? Grave sufferings, avoidable sufferings […]
It is dry It is dry here So the creator made it fair By planting shea The market reeks of dawadawa While children sit under heated sun Their sad faces attracting trade for their parents There is that taxi meandering here There is that taxi going there The motor cycles and bicycles battle pedestrains Tomatoes, […]
Oh Ghana! Land of my birth A land with gold and greens The only land with a black star which shines To lead the way One powerful land fought for with blood Where did we pass? To get this lost? Where did we go so wrong? That we use baskets to fetch water? We all […]
Waakye sits in the hot pot Calling for shito Mixed gari watches salad And nod happily Welcoming hunger Awesome food Mmmm! Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
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