Samuel Julius Kargbo Poet Free verse

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)

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Beata Agustin January 11, 2025 at 3:27 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.