They played the part yet plot the pact.
Instead of repair, they lead in the shadow to rip the earth;
Our gods are not to blame but them.
They have betrayed our ancestors,
Posterity can wait no longer.
Arriving from yonder, they have come to judge our every move,
To the letter in every decision backing our move.
Dear Mother, my honour is stained and tattered!
To where has my father departed?
It seems our collective dream has shattered,
The pieces pierced our feet and bruised our skin.
My siblings' wail but the elders make merry.
Our village is lurking around wealth,
But our daily bread is locked up in the vault.
We dread treading the path to revolt,
And gathering momentum outgrow our ill-health.
This is not the future we dreamed of.
Our dreams, precious like the mineral that has taken our place now.
The elders paraded the corners of my street with pseudo promises.
We’d believed for a moment but our springs quickly dried up,
And they silently masterminded the raid to rip our homes.
My brothers and sisters are afraid of what's coming.
Our tears have become our wells of comfort.
Dear Mother! We pray you to tell our Father, lest we drown in this sinking sand.
Dear Father, we need you in this land!
Until you return, we shall uniformly resist oppression,
But be loyal and faithful to our Motherland.
From your abode, Bless our thoughts and actions!
What is the Ghanaian dream?
Giving the giver that gives you peace and love from the bosom of the size-less heart all the praise We are matching up to the ends of the earth to make sure that our task of discipleship really goes aboard; this is the title of our hymn “LIBERATION FOR PEACE” The Holy Spirit knows boundaries; he cannot be limited in his own jurisdiction. So moving on to proclaim that which we have been taught by the teacher, we shall spearhead the action and affirm someday to come “THAT CHRIST MAY BE IN ALL” Not forgetting to promote the student Apostolate among students in higher education, in the Church’s mission and in the world; we came into existence to continue preaching and teaching the word that have life in itself to manifest wonderful and marvelous things according to the Will of the creator, Our Father... Moreover we recognize and work with all concerned men and women for joint action and reflection leading to a more just and equitable social order a...
Tattered but not destroyed as far as hope remains ablaze.
ReplyDeleteThis is the state of our country, explicitly put together in one piece. As to what the Ghanaian dream is, I wonder!
ReplyDeleteLORD HAVE MERCY on GHANA....
ReplyDeleteI wonder if parliament house still have in mind, the "ANTHEM" written aforetime....
They must recite it each time there is a SITTING.....
Hmmmmnnmm
ReplyDeleteWhat is the Ghanaian dream?; a question for the gods. 🙁
I am very much impressed with your writing skills. I am in love with your piece. However, may Ghana our motherland be healed and cared for.
ReplyDeleteGreat piece👏🏻👏🏻
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