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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Sana Boja II
I want to kill your pain with my love,
And to heal your mind with a great kiss!
For the emerald of the rice fields are your crowns,
And like the muse of your love in the land of peace.
Underwater coral gardens,
Of the ambience well attuned and well relaxed;
And like a feel of a joyful ride.
Young pineapples and exotic bananas!
We are just teenagers on this love;
but you are 'Sana Boja' from Gambia,
And, i will always remember you on this muse.
'First cut is the deepest'! !
And i still remember the days of your short vist to me in Ghana;
However, i will always heal you with my love,
For the lamp of the body is the eye.
Where your treasure is, there also is your heart!
But follow the narrow path to lead you always to my home;
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
For i will always remember you my sweet 'Sana Boja'.
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.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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Louisa
Louisa, make it a point to visit Ghana;
For the nature is there for you to admire.
Of the Bobiri Forest and Betterfly Sanctuary to visit,
Of the Wechiau Hippo Sanctuary to visit,
Of the Xavi Bird Watching Sanctuary to visit,
Of the Kakum National Park to visit,
Of the Aburi Botanical Gardens to visit,
Of the Bui National Park to visit,
Of the Ankasa Nature Park to visit,
Of the Bonsu Arboretum Park to visit,
Of the Digya National Park to visit,
And to sit under a broom tree with us;
Like a reed shaking in the water of love.
Louisa, make a trip to Ghana and see this lovely place;
For the nature is there for you to admire.
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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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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In The Brong Ahafo Region
My friend Cain lives in'Tain',
But this is in the Brong Ahafo Region of Ghana;
And like the same scenatio in putting Professor John Evans Atta Mills into power.
Change came to Ghana to meet all of us one day,
But we have to iron out our differences to move the country forward.
7th December,28th December and 2nd January reminds us of the closeness of the elections;
However, Professor John Evans Atta Mills was sworn in into power!
And mathematically correct to bring back the NDC into power.
I had this dream long time ago! !
And to the 'Tain' Constituancy to greet my friend;
For the voting numbers from that area changed everything,
Despite the questionable figures produced from the Ashanti Region.
The writings were very clear on the walls,
And it was time for a change;
But in a land where polities are played on a rivalry bases between the NPP and the NDC,
And this dream that i saw was all that came and past!
For today, the NDC is back again after eight years in opposition.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Black Stars of Africa
The Black Stars of Africa
In the midst of so much despair
where all hope seem to be lost
the human spirit do seek repair
from an inner recess, at all cost
in all African villages crowds grow
a lone Black Star hope awakening
as the crowd enjoyed the soft glow
of the screen on that cool evening
the Vuvuzela sounds like a bee hive
the Hope of Africa is being revived
in the Black Stars of Ghana to strive
but it is the Hope of Africa survived
Nkrumah’s Independence of Ghana
meaningless unless yoked with Africa
so the Hope of Africa muster to garner
to bring hope as a Ghana vs. America
one lone Black Star ate all their stars
so black stars shine, black balloons fly
to all greater heights to erase the scars
in the skies it is the air that lifts so sly
Aftermath victory, vuvuzela so deafening
Kokorokoo! Africa must now unite as one
Nyame Okokoroko, thank you in defending
Gye Nyame! The Hope of Africa is as one.
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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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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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History Is Made Today
Kunta Kinte's Gambia,
Kwame Nkrumah's Ghana,
Nelson Mandela's South Africa,
Kofi Annan's U.N.,
And Barack Obama's U.S.A.;
All the records are there for a purpose,
For today history is made in the U.S.A.!
Check the history of these great men and what they are made of?
For the Slave Trade started in the year 1530;
And in 2008, a Blackman is elected as the 44th U.S.President.
1530 to the Slave Trade,
And after 478 years today history is made;
4th November's U.S. Election made a history!
Of slaves from Nigeria,
Of slaves from Ghana,
Of slaves from Senegal,
Of slaves from Gambia,
Of slaves from Angola,
And all the other places of the African Continent;
What was due to us has been done.
'I have a dream'! Martin Luther King (1963):
And today (2008) the dream is fulfilled (Barack Hussein Obama) .
Even babies could pronouce the name 'Obama'! ! !
For the American dream is for a better America.
Of the slaves gone by and the tears of the people today,
Out of Africa to America;
Inot the plantations of a hard work to fulfil this dream today,
So i really understood the tears of many after the results.
'Yes we can'! After 478 years in history;
The American Independence came but many were still not liberated,
Not until the 4th November's 2008 U.S. Election.
I say the tears of many,
And this history of the First Black Family to sit in the White House;
But to al things, let us give glory to the Creator Almighty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sana Maulit Muli
Sana maulit muli
Ang mga oras nating nakaraan
Bakit nagkaganito
Naglaho na ba ang pag-ibig mo
Sana maulit muli
Sana bigyan ng pansin ang himig ko
Kahapon, bukas, ngayon
Tanging wala nang ibang mahal
Chorus:
Kung kaya kong iwanan ka
Di na sana aasa pa...
Kung kaya kong umiwas na
Di na sana lalapit pa...
Kung kaya ko sana
Ibalik ang kahapon
Sandaling di mapapantayan
Huwag sana nating itapon
Pagmamahal na tapat
Kung ako'y nagkamali minsan
Di na ba mapagbibigyan
O giliw, dinggin mo ang nais ko...
(Chorus)
Ito ang tanging nais ko
Ang ating kahapon sana maulit muli
(Chorus 2x)
Mahal pa rin kita...
O giliw... O giliw...
poem by Sirius White
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