Vinspiration

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...

The Lord is our shepherd and we are blessed to be under His watch. I was a pilgrim to the Vatican City while representing Ghana Catholic Bishops’ Conference (GCBC) and the Ghana National Catholic Youth Council (GHANCYC) as a delegate at the 11 th International Youth Forum. Like any youth, I am interested in the Church and the love it shares with the various communities around the world. I will share some thoughts and experiences with you. Victor among the delegate during one of the sessions In the month of June 2019, the Universal Church led by the Dicastery of Life, Family and Youth at the Vatican organized the 11 th  International Youth Forum dubbed  “Youth in action in a synodal Church” . This gathered about 250 youths, including 3 Ghanaian delegates, from more than 120 countries in Rome. The forum aimed at promoting the implementation of the final document from Synod of Bishops on young people, faith and vocational discernment. Thus, this Post-Synodal forum was ...

Then I heard a voice from heaven “This is my beloved Son, in whom I am pleased.” Listen to Him! He who knew no sin became like us But in our daily lives, we struggle to become like Christ We are sinners! Yes, we are a sinner! And we do not deserve how close we have come with you on this journey But your blood has washed and presented us to yourself for your own purpose My Lord, my God! Even under the heavyweight of the cross, your love did not waiver. Yet under its shadows, you still expressed such unconditional love to Veronica Blessing humanity with a godly portrait of your dear scarred face Making use of the blood that gushed from the piercings of the thorny crown and the collage of bruises on your face It reminds me of the value you place on an unworthy son and servants like us But here on earth We have clogged our ears to the wailings of our brothers and sisters We come from all walks of life, sit in these pews and together with the choir we s...