Courage was what fueled Nkrumah’s flame
Loyal he stood through storm and shame
Integrity carved in his every stride
Memorable his name will not subside
Beyond doubt Ghana’s finest head
In spirit and in stories still widespread
Never bowed to foreign hands
Ghana as Africa lost a visionary leader.
Generations rise on what he gave
Hope reborn from the hearts of the brave
Ashanti drums still beat his praise
Nation proud through darkest days
Africa’s light in Ghana lamp.
On the west coast of Africa
Stood a relics of ancient civilization
A golden shore, a light at the end of the tunnel
A pillar upon which the freedom of Africa is built.
Blessed with so diverse a culture
Yet unified with a strong structure
The Banku, the Kankay, Fufu
The Adinkra, the Kante, the Ankara.
The Koloko lite, the Adowa, the Azonto
Beats together the drums of unity and pride.
But Ghana is morethan a land of culture
It's a home to great minds and captivating hearts.
Ghana is indeed an enduring power of culture to unite.
A beacon of hope, home of light.
As the sun sets on the shores of the cape coast
It casts shadows of resilience and hope.
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)
Lovely banana for gorgeous Anna
It is imported, all the way from Ghana
It tastes nothing but so sweet
It is sold in every street
It makes an emblem like a bandana
Fruity limerick poetry contest
4th place
Judged: September 4, 2023
GHANA!!!
The blood sacrificed for our sake is being betrayed
The landlors can't benefit from their own rich resources
We starve on the green space whiles we await manna from the sky
The hope couched in the star is gradually losing its black pigment. ..
Wake up Mother Ghana!!!
Happy Independence Day Mother Ghana!!!
It is your birthday!!!
I know you expected some panegyric spiced with literary devices on this day
But sorry , though it might be uncouth, I had to hit you with the truth
I still love you regardless Mother!!!
Your history is as rich as your culture
You have an enviable home and people
You instill discipline and abhor evil
No wonder your compound is always peaceful
I love you Mother!!!!
"G" in the Ghana stands for Greatness
You will find the Comfort in the "H" which stands for Home
And Savour the spontaneity you will find in the "A" which stands For Adventure
Who can deny the serenity experienced in the "N" which stands for Nation
And the grand solace in the final "A" which stands for All.
These and many more can be experienced in the Nirvana Called Ghana
Where the People are Hospitable, and Lively
If you want to catch a warm welcome someday, make a trip to my West African Nirvana, where everything is beautiful and Welcoming.
Akwaaaba (Welcome), Always, to this Heaven you will never forget.
A Nirvana Called Ghana
By Asangalisah Akantere Isaiah
Gained in 1957 our Independence.
Hailed by all as the Black Star, the gateway and leader to Africa's independence.
At the turn of this decade, are we truly independent?
Not yet politically, economically, and socially truly independent?
All the toil and blood of our fathers were they in vain?
God, You did indeed bless our homeland, intended her to be great and strong.
Humility truly has made us boldless and fearful
All we have is pseudo-peace: no good name worthy of upholding and defending.
No longer does honesty reign in this nation, untruth of all kinds is the order of the day.
All of our strengths and our hearts we serve Ghana not but our selfish interests.
God invigorate us to defend our heritage
Humility kindly substitute with hard work, entrench honesty and please as jara add punctuality.
And help us to resist our self-serving individualistic nature.
Nurture unto to us leaders with the state’s prosperity truly in their hearts.
And with all our will and might we shall follow them, playing our best part, forevermore.
It is night time,
someone is returning from Independence.
Tomorrow marks the deadline for the submission of assignments
but Someone still doesn’t know how the formula ends,
so Someone resorts to copying from a friend.
It’s night time,
Somebody should have been in her room by now,
thinking of ways to solve question one.
But Somebody is returning from town;
the party had been boring – she couldn’t believe those clowns
only wasted her time.
It is night time;
it is two weeks to exam,
yet even God’s explanation for 1+1=1, I can’t understand.
My God! How many times was I in class?
One? Two? None!
I’m in my room, now, waiting and praying that Someone
has gotten the solutions after the hunt.
There are some exams Someone just can’t afford to trail;
Some exams Somebody can’t always bargain,
yet here I stand in the middle again,
not sure if I should bargain or trail.
Wish University exam is as comforting as the lecturer’s pay;
that way I could choose which friend to follow today.
Yet, here I am perusing into the dawn of a new day.
O' Mother Ghana
O' mother Ghana, how proud am i to be your grand son
My skin so black from the burn of the sun
For a woman to head a country shows your bravery
You won us our freedom from our colonial masters during the slavery
You are a brave African black beauty
Even at the age of sixty
Your red,yellow,green and black wrapper makes you look bold
How can you go hungry when you farm cocoa and mine gold
Despite your bravery,you are known world wide as a mother of peace
Whiles other parents are still struggling for peace
O' mother Ghana, embrace us with your warm loving heart
Your African cultures will forever dwell in our hearts
Gone were the days when those masters called you Gold Coast
Now you are an independent woman and with that you can boast
You first son the brave intellectual Dr. Kwame Nkrumah
And your handsome and beautiful grand children Kofi and Ama
You serve as with Banku with grinded pepper,Fufu with Groundnut soup and other delicious meals
We love you mother Ghana
May you live long O mother Ghana.
Ghana vote tomorrow
Peace we need not sorrow
Comedy everywhere not horror
Our choice be reflected like a mirror
Who so ever wins we follow as our hero
Turn not our birthplace into queues and terror
For that is the only country we have to cope
Her abundance in peace we can live and hope
Let go not the peace that keeps us united like a rope
Else each and every one of us would be bound to drop
And that will be indeed a cavity in the bone marrow
A fight is a fight even with that of the pillow
In prayer congregation we are gathered for the polls to be peaceful
So that the future of the generations yet unborn would be successful
And the future of this great and wonderful nation would be colourful
We pray for peace and peace is that which we all crave for in sections
let there be peace before, during and after the elections
God bless our home land Ghana
I love the air, I cherish the freshness of my Ghana
I bask in the heat to sweat the liberty of Ghana
beauty in life and substance to form a distinct Ghana
Arts in fun’s colours, where should I be if not Ghana
I kiss the clouds that pour your rains my Ghana
and embrace the poles that permit your winds dear Ghana.
Small, gentle but mighty, that’s just my Ghana
your beauty grows but slowly, why oh why Ghana
don’t underrate your capable hands my sweet Ghana
in your team you still are a big brother gentle Ghana
unity lingers when I smell the cologne from Ghana
from the soils to the seas, God’s legs surely walk in Ghana.
A home of hope and peace is this lovely Ghana
Boadi, Amanianpong or Danquah my names in Ghana
Oh! Quaye, Akesseh and Frimpong still from Ghana
the mind finds rest with the beautiful bed sheets of Ghana
cornered by curtains of life only made by one in town Ghana
a home to my heart and one I’ll always find in this lovely Ghana.
Our nation is very old
the land of cocoa and gold
Here is found peace
that never will cease
Great nation at birth foretold
by the oracle of old
Half a century passed
she's still at low class
Africa's hope she was meant to be
but now what do we see?
Nkrumah's Ghana
borrowing, begging for manna
Aaaah! The beggar-borrower's bread
is never sufficient, Granny said
BETTER GHANA WITH
N.D.C
Better Ghana Agenda.
Victory colors hover
around
The National
Democratic Congress.
The muddled opponents
Still addled at his
position.
Better Ghana Agenda.
The green, greener
stature,
The white self help
nurture
And the red striving
nature
Unveiling the black
veiled
Better Ghana Agenda.
Let us vote for Pres.
Dramani
With his experts on the
fields
For their fierce burning
zeal.
Better Ghana with N.DC.
Unity, Stability and
Development.
16 Lines
3 Stanzas
Date Written: 14-
Dec-2012
Author; KESSIE JUSTICE
AMENYO