Cry O Ghana

O child of Mother Africa The tortoise is still on the road Realities cannot hold, dreams dying Hopes turn to ashes every day Cry O Ghana, O Ghana Rich and green Nation Shame and poverty clothe the people Electricity is being rationed like The meal of a poor man Cry O Ghana, O Ghana Welcome to the land of myths A place where nature used to abound Now a place of decaying bones A lovely nation, my Ghana Cry O Ghana, O Ghana Heaps of unreached goals The youth die without their heritage Homes and families leaking milk The farm is an old cow Cry O Ghana, O Ghana But as the heat of the Sun rages We continue to press towards the goal O Runners, a marathon lies ahead We must run until the end Or we will never stop crying With Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi) ©?Poem Makers SL (26/04/24)