My tongue is pampered Like a mushroom on an anthill Crowned by the fertile farms of mother nature Ghana, my motherland! II So much do they give Plants and trees Leaves and all Yam boils to accommodate many My favourite; “potogum hwiegum” Led by the great garden eggs With koobi as angels at post Add […]
Skies of the throne of Freejustice Rain to ruins Like ships draining their seas while at sea At high fees The waves that keep them afloat Are divided into three II The blind waves Which push like donkeys even in drought The on-fence waves Which would give their lives Than lift fingers to right any […]
Ghana is a country blessed. I say this not because it is beautiful, has many mineral and agricultural assets or living conditions are better, but because we have the crown of peace. Of late, I foresee chaos as many decisions we are making today are like terrorists of our peace in the near future. Why […]
Heed peace’s call And stand tall Or fall Look what just fell in your court The option ball So don’t be dull Gather all In the thinking hall And strengthen peace’s wall II From the days the cock crowed On the Ghana throne To these times of the umbrella We have kept it strong No […]
Chaos boils like hot water In the highest place of the land Can it melt its saucepan To help create another in good shape? I think not Given the fact that Here is here And choas boils to cool Never to ever rise in heat Ah! Kwa kwa kwa kwa, beaky chirps II This fire […]
I need to dine With the queen of England And if we wine I will be in Powerland To find the soul Of the sea of English Which gave enlightening bowl From the rivers of British And made some clowns in wish for crowns II I need to dine With the queen of England And […]
Hope not for stillness There will come a time When tables will have more attention than you They will be moved Made to carry Turned to rest While the earth keeps still With you in its belly II Hope not for stillness As your ears hear the cocks crow Hear the sounds of happy birds […]
April 2 of every year is World Autism Awareness Day and to commemorate this day, Autism Help Foundation organised walks in two regions, Northern and Upper West and partnered the Autism Ambassadors of Ghana to walk in Accra. The Yendi walk, with the pupils of Yumba Special School and Portia Dery’s African Youth Writers Organisation […]
With one mind All sought to find Freedom which in bondage hid to blind But none triumphed but one in a kind Kwame Nkrumah! Stopper of the colonial grind! II We have travelled a long way Graduated to adulthood so can have our say Way past our childish play Not so easy a stay But […]
The Autism help foundation has among its objectives the need to create awareness of people living with neuro disorders not only in Accra but in every corner of the country. That is why it is organising a health screening for these special people with the the aim of getting their numerical data. The screening comes […]
On Monday 22nd February, 2016, the case involving the seven citizens and the Ministry of Transport and the Attorney General was called for the first time in court. Court proceedings took place at the Human Rights Court 2, Accra. The Respondents (that is the Minister of Transport and the Attorney General) had failed to file […]
No matter how tight A rope ties a tree In order to see the face of the sky In ambitions to tie the sky To see the heavens It coils back to hug The head of the tree After realizing the sky gives no ladder II We of the “dumsor”clan Danced to the disco rhythms […]
When I ‘broke my hand’ And sought a band Nana and Maame met in a band To sing tribal tunes II They started by singing of Ewes And how they are named after an animal And raised their vocals like daunting pianists To sing tales of the wickedness of the animal tribe Their love for […]
The Bureau of Ghana Languages, Tamale, held a lecture on the importance of the use of the local language in Tamale at the Tamale Senior High School Auditorium. The lecture which was scheduled from 3pm to 5pm took off around 3:55pm on November 20, 2015 and was a huge success. The speakers for the occasion, […]
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’ […]
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 […]
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 […]
When the cage of colonialism caught Africa And the whips of inferiorism caught black minds Some wrestled with their fists Others bickered like rivals of foolishness Some hid like lions with their tails in between their legs Oh some worshipped hoping to break free You stood like mountains with minds they sold And developed muscles […]
Sounds for customers rise and rise Instrumented by adverts of medicines Which supposedly cure all ailments Mixed with microphones of preachers Who preach about endtimes, the gift of giving Compulsory tights and offering As some sing in voices of frogs and nightingales II Humans, like ants, line haphazardly Many drenched in sweats heading in different […]
They sit like wrinkled elders Staring into their coffins Mouths whose hands steer shout “Sagnerigu! Dungu! Kpalsi!” II A look at their bodies And hearts feel their failing heartbeats Bodies need to beware Lest their bones cut for revenge For their peeled skins On their tired chairs Show their shy nakedness But backs care not […]
I Amidst the tiresome run And the freedom ban Amidst the horrid fan And the dirty empty national pan I know we can Yes, we certainly can II Though there be trails Though there be pains Though the future may look Dull and bleak I believe we can Yes we certainly can III Over the […]
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, 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 […]
Scars of slavery Scars of rebellion Scars of half freedom Scars of neo colonialism Scars of coups Scars of internal wars Have now given birth to Scars of terrorism Scars of brutality With these many scars How can we still not feel the experience? How can we not pull the clothes of togetherness on our […]
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
Stones crack Metals melt The land can open But eventually closes Asaase Yaa is to be revered II I am stone I am metal What does it matter? When we all have mouths Hidden in Asaase Yaa, always ready to eat us all? Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
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 […]
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? […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
I smell mud I see the chicks following the hens As the cocks are on guard I see the goats being naughty The sheep eating gently I see the trees dancing nicely With the breeze and shrubs singing melodiously I see the farmers tools Walking on […]
In days of old Ghana was rich in gold So rich that she needed no gold to be sold And stood in riches of timber, and untapped oil In days of old The body of Ghana knew no cold Her people did her mould Taking only what was needed and preserving the rest […]
Upon the directive of the government All streets must have a numerical adornment To make it easier for settlement Agreed, seemed like a good judgement Hehe haha hehe, I must laugh in this ville When in Ghana, I see Loiusville And I come across Eddyville I wonder what happened to Kojovile Africopiers Extreme […]
“Abobi” “Adodi” Tilapia One man thousand Accompanied by the tasty “abolo” The Volta River feeds Voltarians And visitors alike It lies like a mother Carrying a ferry Which carries all feet Crossing her world But smiles in serenity The Volta River feeds Voltarians And visitors alike When Ghana calls Heed , and step […]
In the past years, Stench rose with more than enough fists To welcome all first timers As people hid behind ugly filth Trying their hardest to sell their wares “Sister, please buy some for me Beautiful chains made for a queen like you, Brother come and buy tomatoes, The onions are really cheap and […]
It is registration of voter ID cards in Ghana and politicians scuffle to make sure everything is in order, whatever that means I do not care. What I want to know is are measures in place for the National Commission for Civic Education to teach the young ones and those who vote […]
Brutalities of traditions Clashed with civilization Like two deadly enemies My grandma said Her grandma told her of stories Of Penche Otu and how his family’s thirst Was curbed by the blood of beings The people cried and cried when civilization whipped Then the gods chose the leopard; A worse blood shedder Death and […]
Waakye tasted sweet In ‘ahaban’ Palm wine tasted fresh In calabashes Water battled thirst Fresh from the streams Food healed best Straight from the farms We say ‘open eyes’ And we get all the harm We only get the second-handed- ‘Ofoooos’ in everything We send many But they end up choking, Choking our businesses And […]
Come to Ghana And hold our banner Freedom and justice we preach Hospitality we teach Your mood will change from red to green, From green to yellow with a black star of hope being your facial screen Come to Ghana Let’s share our banner From the many sites in the beautiful Accra city We’ll […]
Like packaged sardines they sit face to face With ears screaming its disgust The “Tabora, Alhaji, Lomnava” hallelujahs of the conductor cum driver The airless arena breeds grumbling mouths and frowned faces He sits quietly like a fish out of water Dreading the very thought of other’s skinny seas touching his standing hairs A sharp […]
Yἐde nam ἐna eyi nam Nanso yἐ nsuomu nam nyinaa na akwabenane ayi ἐἐwe yi Yἐ bἐ yἐ dἐn na yatumi akↄ yi nam? Sika kↄkↄↄ yi nyinaa hyἐ ἐnam yi anum ἐna akwabenane a wↄn abἐ agasigasii ἐwe nam a yἐdirekoyi nam no Yἐ bἐ yἐ dἐn na yakↄso? ↄman yi awerἐwerἐ sika de […]
As I limp on one leg into the VIP bus, I bump into a colleague who was travelling to Kumasi. Though I was the last passenger, I was given the number one seat and this colleague had the number two seat. As I sat awkwardly beside him, I took my phone and began to browse. […]
I am the lion who sits on the throne I am the lion who can have or lose it all and end up without even a bone That is why I have the monkeys Who must do all the dirty works that will give me riches’ key I am the lion who sits on […]
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