Abreast
Alike,
Afar,
Abreast,
Alot,
Abode,
And like the presentations of your descendants!
But you are about to learn from the scribe,
And like the best of the Irish Dance.
Beans and fried plantain,
The timber of Ghana and the oil of Ghana;
But with red, gold and green to satisfy your muse!
Because you are all that it takes.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Who Am I?
Who am i?
I was born and grew up in Ghana to an Egyptian mother and a Togolese father;
Who am i?
I have taken to the culture, language and the education of Ghana to this present day;
And i know more about Ghana than Togo and Egypt.
Who am i?
I am an half-cast to satisfy my status;
And i can easily blend with my colleagues in Togo and Egypt as well,
But who am i?
In Ghana i eat a lot of plantain,
In Egypt i eat a lot of couscous,
And in Togo i eat a lot of beans;
So i am an African on apeaceful course.
My accent is very sound in Arabic, French and English;
But you can call me black or white because i am always the same,
For i have never caught the wind with my hands!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My African Way Of Life
Today i would like to eat fried plantain and beans,
Tomorrow i will like to eat 'fufu' and palm-nut soup,
Because yesterday i ate 'Kenkey' with fired fish and hot pepper! !
Ha-ha-ha-ha! This is my African way of life over here in Ghana,
And that had made me who i am today with much imaginations to touch the skies.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Who's To Blame
Oh Mother Ghana; Mother Ghana
What has happened to you?
What has happened to your culture?
They say we've fold arms against 'Vernacular' language
Instead opened arms wide to 'English' language
Oh Mother Ghana Mother Ghana
Why?
At school, we are taught the things we do not know
By the 'English' language
Why not 'Vernacular' language?
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana
Where is your true identity as pure African?
Where is your pride as true Ghanaian?
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana,
Day after day
When we put on the uniform as students
We are forbidden to speak 'Vernacular' language
Instead the 'English' language
Why Mother Ghana, why Mother Ghana?
When we speak 'Vernacular' language; your culture,
They say: 'Speak English' someone's culture!
When we speak 'English' that someone's culture
They say: 'Abrofosem; speak vernacular language' your culture!
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana
Who's to blame?
'English or Vernacular language'
Oh Mother Ghana; Oh Mother Ghana.
poem by Francis Julian Zewu
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Price-Tag
From the price-tag of the vat-system to the price-tag of a rat,
And like the rat race in this world!
But with no compromise to expose your muse to others,
So how cam i pay my water-bills when there is no water running in my tap?
Here in Ghana with many light-outs to put us in darkness always,
And of the days in the darkness with the hope of seeing you once again;
But others do explore the negative ways to jump the bills,
And they are what we call economic thieves! !
Aluminium rod sign-plates,
'God Bless our homeland Ghana' is what they say;
But this first line of our National Anthem had never taught many!
And the price.tag of the Ghanaian still matters to me.
Parliamentarians are late to the parliament,
But that is normal in their own eyes over here in Ghana;
And the African Tea comes next with the muse of the heat,
For the Bushmen are ready with their cutlasses! !
And like the African-Time-Syndrome all over the place.
Incredible! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This is Ghana! !
Our Beloved Country;
But the Ghanaians do love their pockets more than Ghana itself.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Writer's Ink
I am the writer's ink,
So just write with me without any fear;
I will move more than expected,
I will write more than expected,
I am the writer's ink.
Use me slowly or even faster,
I will talk more than expected;
I do have the message to teach everyone.
Of the beauty of communication,
I am used by everyone;
I am the writer's ink,
I do make people sad or glad;
My ink makes rulers sad,
My ink makes personalities sad,
My ink makes the common man sad,
The way i am used matters.
I am the writer's ink,
I am not expensive;
Buy me and use me always.
How can a country like Ghana be poor? !
Ghana has gold, oil, cocoa and timber;
There are also diamond, bauxite and other minerals;
How then can Ghana be poor? !
The writer's ink should tell us more.
Mismanagement is the food in the country,
Ghana has really more than it needs;
This country shouldn't be poor.
What the leaders say on air is not,
What we see on the ground;
I am the talkative ready to talk.
I am the writer's ink,
I will always speak the truth!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sana Boja
Hello Sana Boja my friend,
It is a very time since we met in Ghana;
And i hope you are now doing well in Gambia.
Try to exhibit your talents at all times and,
Do go for your dreams always;
And remember that you do have a friend in Ghana.
Your experiences in Ghana during your visit tells it all,
So do move on in life Sana Boja;
For i am what i am today with my mind always on a muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dr. Flash Hour
Horses from Egypt,
Of the prophecy and the love of your muse;
But the cocoa of Ghana is what you need today,
For i am about to tell you a story on this love!
She went to her own country like the royal bounty,
And the forest of Lebanon was exposed;
But i will present to you meat or vegetables at your request,
For Dr. Flash Hour is here with us tonight.
Dr. Flash Hour,
I am lovely and you've got the night;
And i will spread out my wings of love to learn how to fly away with you,
Because i can't easily forget how you taught me how to ride on the horse of Egypt.
My love is with you but the cocoa of Ghana is what you need on this love,
And i am ever ready to present my love along to satisfy you!
For the your sweet muse is like a country with a royal bounty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ghana Mourns!
Breaking News:
An acute cardiac arrest,
President 'John Evans Atta Mills is dead'!
And, Ghana mourns.
It occurred on Tuesday the 24th of July 2012,
Yes, in the afternoon hours;
And, Ghana mourns for President Mills.
Ghana ia situated on the West Coast Of Africa!
And for the first time, a sitting President dies;
Bringing the nation now into deep sorrow.
The death occurred at the '37 Military Hospital',
After being taken ill;
Yes, the sudden untimely death of the President of the Republic of Ghana! !
Ghana mourns!
For a President dies while in office;
And, he was 68 years old.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Eleanor II
301 churches registered in Ghana from 'January to July 2003'!
But read your Scriptures well to learn from it;
For the dance of the monkeywill not impress me who have seen the beautiful dance of the snake! !
But, who is ready to teach the masses?
Wolves in sheep skins,
Of a country of plenty where many are still hungry! !
But, a naked man knows no shame over here.
I am Eleanor and i know what i do see around me!
But to eat my breakfast like a king and my lunch like a prince;
For, i will always aim at my goals and be very active towards them! !
But when the wind blows, these churches will be exposed to their so called doctrines.
Paying attention to both the surface and the facts within,
For the fragrance of the lavender is now mixed up with their deeds! !
And there are churches everywhere today (2012) in Ghana,
But, have they been able to change the morals of the people at large? !
Tell me if you know.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Welcome To Ghana
'Akwaaba'! 'Akwaaba'! !
'Akwaaba' to Ghana,
The Black Star of Africa!
Like shopping the past in descent ways,
I have more news fro you;
Welcome to the land of my birth.
Tourism, tourism, tourism!
True tourism comes from Africa! !
Where nature abounds for you to smile always;
So, come to Ghana and see things for yourself.
Visit the Gateway of Africa,
'Akwaaba' to the land of Freedom!
'Ghana your beloved country is free forever'! ! !
Whose idea was it?
Whose vision was it?
Whose motivations was it?
There are many answers to the worls so sweet when,
You do visit us in Ghana;
On the West Coast of Africa!
Ghana is full of natural resources,
Africa is full of natural resources;
'Akwaaba' is the message full of,
The hospitalities of the Ghanaian;
So, come and see things for yourself.
From the Castles of Slavery Days to,
The jungles of the animals;
'Akwaaba' to Ghana,
The Gateway of Africa!
From the cultural acts to traditions,
Your camera shots will fill your luggage;
What about the heat of the Sun?
'Waooo'! You will be touched with extra vitamin D;
It's all in the land of Freedom and Justice! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Those Great Entertainers Of Ghana
Those great entertainers of Ghana to their drumming they dance and sing
Music, song and dance an integral part of their culture with them 'tis a natural thing
Compared to them I feel quite ordinary as if my feet are tied to the ground
They sing, dance and drum with a passion in them talent seem to abound
They bring to this great Southern Country their culture from so far away
In these simple lines I do thank them for bringing great joy to my day
So dark and so handsome and lively their whole beings are bubbling and bright
They dance, sing and drum with a passion in the Australian warm sunlight
A long way from tropical Ghana to this sunny Southern Land
They bring their joyful culture with them this marvellous African band
This town that is not known for culture is becoming more multicultural of late
A World without cultural borders is a thing that we should celebrate
And these great entertainers of Ghana they have brought great joy to my day
And I'll retain fond memories of them what better of them can I say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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10 Km From The Airport
10 Km from the Airport,
On the outskirts of Ghana's capital City, Accra, to meet your muse;
But, what you sow is what you reap in this life! !
And like the words of your parents now leading you on to the right path,
But i will always find a way to satisfy you with my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Raphael
'Yahweh Tsidqenu'!
With the power of words to touch you like a razor;
But my mind writes to put you in order!
Axim records the highest rainfall in Ghana and,
My love to you is like Ghana's rainfall;
For i am what you've been searching for.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let Us Go Backwards
Lesbians and homosexuals,
Come to Ghana and you will meet them;
And, go out of Ghana and, you will meet them as well!
But, have we forgotten about the pages of history? ! !
Then, let us go backwards to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah;
And read about what they did! ! !
And of the punishments thereafter from the Creator;
For, the truth is written plainly for us to understand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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this lunchtime
more protein in my beans —
weevils
haiku by Adjei Agyei-Baah from Afriku (Haiku and Senryu from Ghana) (2016)
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Hannah
Welcome to Ghana,
Either by sea, air or by land;
Welcome to Accra,
Either by air or by land;
Welcome to Kumasi,
Either by air or by land;
Welcome to Tamale,
Either by air or by land;
Welcome to Takoradi,
Either by land, sea or by air;
For it is like a pleasant child in the forest of love.
Hannah, Ghana is all that you have to visit in your life time.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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1983 And Ghana Today
In a season,
They were all lean! !
And i saw their bones;
But today,
My people have grown fat on their bodies.
This reflects to the life in Ghana!
Yes, of what was seen in 1983 and Ghana today;
For the very people who were looking very thin are now very fat today! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ghana's Most Beautiful
When drums are head
when beads on the ankle rattle
when flute gives it traditional rhythm
one thing comes in mind, the lives of our fathers
the rhythm of their heart beat.
Their quest for unity. We display them
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our region.
We represent our culture and the beauty of
Ghanaians.
Our culture and hospitality makes alien natives
of our land
we are Ghana's most beautiful.
We are women of diverse culture
but common history.
We use beauty to promote unity
we use beauty to discourage conflict.
We use beauty to tell you, your history.
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our society.
poem by Lovett Listowell
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Tony
A message to 'Big Tony' in U.S.A. and 'White Tony' in Ghana,
Gone are the days that we shared together;
But the marriage is dead when the pleasure is fled.
Sweet America we love you,
Sweet Ghana we love you,
Sweet Africa we love you,
But the summer to me is like life in Takoradi.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Santa Maria
I live in place called 'Santa Maria',
So do visit me in Accra (Ghana) to know how it looks like;
For poverty is what is written on my face.
Come to my swet abode and do share what i have,
For i have my sweet love for you alone;
Like the life seen over here in 'Santa Maria'.
This is another local area within Accra,
With words from my muse to reach the whole world!
But life here is all that you need to see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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