Tears of a Mother

Look at me, gorgeously rich
The Gold around my waist
The diamonds on my ankle
Beautifully dressed in my Kente
With a stunning staff from healthy timber
I was the envy of my brothers and sisters
A shining black star
Until the merchants from the west arrived
Their greedy eyes had not seen splendour like me ever
They devoured me
Taking away with them my wealth
My children, they chained and packed into boxes
We had to fight
And yes we did fight!
Blood was the price
We gained control
But my children forgot my pain too soon
Beseeching green papers
They still salute the merchants of the west
They see no good in their mother-land
Queuing just to fly in metals to the west
Fighting each other for supremacy
But we are one people
My shine is waning
By my children’s activities
My clothe has been perforated hence I need cover
 So I cry to my children
To swathe a mothers nudity
To preserve her dignity

Ghana, a Tourist’s Destination

From the Hills and Plains of Shai

To the Ranges of Akuapim

The Rocks of Damongo

The Peak of Afadjato

A must accomplish

The Savannah of Mole

The Canopies of Kakum

The Falls of Wli and Boti

The Waters of Nzulenzu

The golden Beaches of the Coast


Landscape blessed with incredulity

From the Forest Elephants of the south

To the Savannah Elephants of the north

The Turtles of the west

To the Kobs of the east

The Monkeys, the Lions

Duikers and Buffalos

A diversity of the wild

From the Homowo of the Ga’s

To the Damba of the Dagomba’s

The Aboakyir of the Winneba’s

The Hogbetsotso of the Anlo’s

The Akwasidae of the Ashanti’s

A display of rich culture

Found nowhere else on the surface of Earth

The Fufu, AkplƐ, Kɔmi

The Waakye, Aprenpesa, BrodeƐ Ampesi

And Tuo-zafi affectionately called TZ

Delicacies that salivate the mouth

All these and more should make the coast of Gold

A destination for your next vacation



Quarps

An enKieu Qoncept

©July 2011