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I Am Black and I Am Beautiful

I am black and I am beautiful 
I know they like me not but I am meaningful

To why they like me not, I careless
For I know whatever reason may it be, it will be meaningless

I am black and I am colourful
So why do you make me that sorrowful

I am black why do you want me white?
You burnt and hurt me almost always
To what you apply on me I don’t know

I am best for my African weather
So why change me any further

I am black so leave me just black
Change me not for I will always come back
I will come back to my original black

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Open Defecation

I bow my head down in compunctions and in shame
For a contributory factor I had been to that which I blame
Oh Yes indeed I take no pride in that and my blame I will claim

But, to why I had done that, which you are doing, I seek to correct
Open Defecation (OD) is that wrong which we must all melee to right
But the battle as mostly waged by the unaffected are defeated in fright

For the mostly affected ones stocks the fire as you try to extinguished it
My fingers were crossed as I bring to memory the things I had seen at night

“The right thing must be done” to myself I said and for that I must write
But firs, to know the true cause of the menace I must indeed investigate  

And for that my journey had started

Open defecation is indeed with us for long
And shall not persist here with us in Dagbong

Painful it shall be to consume that which you defecate
But indeed possible such is for your home alongside you go with it
It is a nourishment to the houseflies that descend on your food

Cause no more sickness to the children with that act
A cause of many sickness it is including diarrhoea, it’s a fact
340,000 children under five died in 2013 from diarrhoea related diseases

SayNoToOpenDefecatioN

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Who Am I

I am that I am

I am the way to your long forgotten dreams
I have been visited by so many people before you
And shall continue to get visitors after you
I am no home to you so think me not as one

I am a tree blessed with sweet fruits and a good shade
My shade is just below me for you rest without any wrestle
But my fruits are far away in my branches which you can not get without any hassle
Those who come for my fruits will surely go home with a sample
Such are the people with believe and struggle

I have lead thousands of people to their way
And many has gone astray
Willy-nilly, you sailed your boat to the Isle of the blessed
And such a place is no home to the willy
Dilly-dally, you shall walk through the valley of darkness

"Against the darkness I raised such a bright light"
"And first made clear the use of your life"
"Glory of my existence follow me"
"And set your footsteps now on my sure way"
Not as a contender but as a learner

I am your mother and finder of things as they are
And present them to you as a fatherly teachings
I have no father 
But I do have a mother
Who gave birth to ten of us with no brother

I am a place where you can't come for a picnic
But those who stay outside think of me as a nut milk

Who am I?  

I am Tamale Polytechnic
A place where you will acquire not only the skill but with the technique
I am an academic institution
With a rich constitution
To govern my people in the right direction

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I Am Not An Outcast

I came from a village
Very fortunate to have attended college
He came from a cottage
Got lost on his quest to finding courage
I need not waste time for I have no future leverage

 During the busy day when both the minute and the hour arm of the clock
Fell on each other at the very top of the clock
Signaling the day in its half
When the sun becomes shinny and unfriendly
They sat in the class all catchy and quietly

 

Seeking to decipher the key to unlock the answers
to scientific formulae and mathematical equations
 I walked bare footed with a single arm shirt hanging to my west
With a  very flat stomach as though I have smelled no food in the years past

 
My skin pays no more attention to the burning sun
For they now look like father and son
I travel from one town to another

Looking for what? 

you will wonder my brother
People stared at me and wonder
Most people think of me as a thief
But those who knew me look at me in grief

I am no thief nor mad
I am only a boy who is grieved and sad
Searching for a way to making my future glow and my progeny glad
I am the scavenger of the waste metallic materials called scrap

I am not solving scientific formulae and mathematical equations
I am seeking the key to unlock my future from the shackles of poverty*
My palms are all callused and nails fractured
My teeth lost its purity for it knows no tooth brush in a while

My beautiful toning black African colour left without notice
My youthful smile gave way to a sadden old age
But I was brimming in determination to succeed
I shook off my lethargy and fought on all odds
I walked, scratched and bled just to work

Most people said I am  useless and or mad
But I was just a hard working lad

Working so hard to see myself through education
So to you I say, see me not as destruction
For all I need is your kind word of motivation
And do show to me the right direction
So that I may be among the beautiful generation
In contributing my quota to building the nation

That is all I ask, I plea thee

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We Were Once Beautiful

It had indeed promised to be a fruitful journey
For we had being brought together by a blue ferry
I had known the birding would be huge but it I will carry
So beautiful it was as we had set off to write our own story

A story understood to only to be told to yet our unborn children
Of how lovely it was growing up and falling in love in the brethren
A story that was preordained to sooth our lovely offspring to slumber
But now it will only be to tell them of that person we will always remember

We set off together to explore the forest of lust
Very lovely it was and forever I thought it will last
The sweet flower nectar that never would get lost
The beautiful smile that I always remember the most
A smile I was unwavering to make mine at all cost
Unfortunate for me, it was never part of HIS list
Else any length would I have gone with my fist

But we got lost in this beautiful forest
For we had walked with no time to rest
Stirring all round but we held to the west
But yes indeed we were actually lost

Lost in the forest to the joy of our long and unforgotten hallucinations
Phantasms that kept lingering in the chambers of our unforgotten retentions
Dancing to the beat our disinclination to succumb to the forces of vain forgetfulness
A dream it was but I was poised and determined to fight all odds to making it a reality
That required of us is to crave for a safe voyage through the valley of the wilderness
For I knew if that then it shall be not only exquisite but good for our emotions
But that which I dire not fight, evident itself and offered by conditions

The ocean of tears still gushes from my eyes of lifeless
Falling into the calabash of dreams in strings of endless
A calabash that is now crushed into shards of countless
To what I owe the fault of such a calamity, I am clueless
From the land of my birth I had returned with happiness
Only to fortuitous the unsolicited lodger of unhappiness

But why?
Why?

Why? does the shadow less faces kept on staring
Through the stained classes, they kept appearing
From nowhere and everywhere, I kept wondering
Away I told them but, around they kept lingering
My effort yielded nothing for they kept pestering

Everything had changed so acutely and I was curious
As if it a comedy but believe me it was rather serious
We fictitiously parted ways with no one being furious
But I know once more it will illuminate and be glorious

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I Miss You So Much

I have never felt so ecstatic anymore like your touch
On my back I laid, looking into the fading light of the moon
The melody from the creaking sound of the wooden bench
Mixed with the feeble sound of my mourn

The skies are blue and beautiful
But my eyes are reddish and tearful

To the moon my eyes glues
It is the exact place and time we always lies
It feels like yesterday, time really flies

So sad you left without leaving me a note
for only that we could vote

My hands always yearns for your gentle curves
And my eyes longed to fall on your gentle moves

My lips mimics the song we use to sing
But my mind has been casted afar from that ring

I search everywhere, even the jungle
With no living soul for me to mingle

Even though I was laying on the bench
My heart travels the world, doing the search

To the moon I asked, "when you will be back?"
And what great tides will bring such a luck?

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Happy Birthday To You Priscilla

I have a reason to live
Thousands of them to stay alive
So pure and natural like the oil from Olive
For this, I will always strive
In your sure way I will drive
For I know, knowledge, from your closet I will derive

Our meeting was indeed, a Destiny
Destined to occur in the GNA colony
Oh yes, that is the "inky fraternity"
I hope to have this for eternity
The peace, the love, ahhh such serenity

For you I have no wish
Except that, with you at the lake side I could fish

In your eyes, I need immortality to look
Late birth day wishes they believe kills

And late wishers are killers
Mine is but meant to only thrills
And I am the supposed " thriller"

I wish for you, I  could buy a Chrysler
Though I know it's below your standard Priscilla
I could only wish for something bigger like a Godzilla
Such a fiction can not be wrestle except a gorilla

I wish that, right now your hand I could hold following the way you led
But now in my heart I look at you and bled
For long ago now I had fled

I know 

With thought they read
And
"In uttter disparity they peeped"
"Wondering what sort of thinking I possessed     

But no worries, I can cope
For I have a reason to hope

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My First Christmas Present B

Long ago I recalled,
On my prayer mat I sat with my hands raised up to the skies in supplication
To thee thy Lord I prayed
Astray I am gone without thee, most high is Thee, show me thy light
A light of guidance and love
And indeed to my prayer thy Lord answered
A mixture of parallel, concave and convex beam of light fill the density of the room
Moving in prayer mood and in circles
As though devoid from the knowledge of my presence, they all prayed
But that exact and exceptional ray of light, kept lingering with its beauty
Filling me with hope that in its loving rays of direction I will be guided
In no delay and not in haste I shall triumph
Me it assured

My Christmas tree
For her profile is like that of a Christmas tree
All her physique full of light like that of a Christmas tree
Very green she is and well preserved like that of a Christmas tree
Her smile and youthful gorgeousness is like that of a Christmas tree
Behold, her cute and charming face, like that of a Christmas tree
My first Christmas celebration, my first Christmas tree
Yes her profile is like that of a Christmas tree
My first Christmas tree
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Behold
The bell is tolling
The children are singing
Christmas would be coming
Their Christmas presents will be waiting
But I… I have my Christmas present before now
 My Christmas tree on the Christmas Eve
My ambulatory Christmas tree 
Yes my first Christmas tree
Merry Christmas 
To you

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My Nightmar, Their Night Rain

The wooden bed creaked as I turn
The sleep of my brother was wacky
The heavy hand landed on my face with its majesty
He snored and talked under a groaning voice

I fought on all odds but could find no sleep
A dark pitch clouds hanged menacingly over our village
The pregnant cloud finally gave birth to a stormy rain
The thunder could be heard from a very close distance
The lighting could be seen piercing through the window spacing

A cold chill run through my spine in disarray
Very scared I was but brimming in determination to find sleep

A voice called to my back as I wrestle 
A cold soft voice with a sound like a whistle
My feet felt cold and hands began to shiver
I tremble as I looked into her eyes in fears
It was the last time I will ever see her tears 

She was slim and 5.5 feet tall and very intelligent
Our meeting was rather simple but very sweet 
It was fill with love, friendship, so colourful
6.5 feet I am though, the hug was meaningful
Let go off me she said looking so tearful
I would if I could I said feeling so sorrowful

Her face, very cute finely molded and gently beautiful
Her nose, beautifully crafted and accurately positioned 
Her eyes, so perfectly laced looking sparklingly charming
Her hair, shiningly dangles behind her as she moves 
Her lips, my brother don’t bother to wither any further
For they are the descriptions you will wander in farther
To Be continued…

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Ghana Votes Tomorrow

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